Sunday, October 18, 2009

Seasons of Quiet

When my writer's block started to lift a little bit this morning, I wondered how long it had actually been since I had shared something original on here. June 12th. Wow. It's been a full summer.

Overall, I have not wrote this summer. Journaling, blogging, letters, and even e-mails have been very scarce. Perhaps writer's block is not the right term. Over the past few months, I've sensed God drawing me into a season of listening rather than much speaking. There have been many times when God has spoken so clearly and beautifully, I can hardly help but climb to the nearest mountain and shout it to the world. Then there are other times, when I am drawn into a deep realization of how much there is to know of God, how little I have actually experienced, and a feeling as if a hand is being put over my mouth as I try to grasp the immensity of what God is trying to say. I think that season can be aptly described as one of simply being still, and learning to know God through a quiet, listening heart.

I can't say exactly when this blog is going to be picked up again. This winter is going to take me out of the country again where internet access is not going to be available but every once in a while. Perhaps by Spring there will be some more activity on here.

I do hope to keep up my photography blog. Obviously there won't be anything new when I'm gone, but until then, I hope to get up regular posts there.

Until next time!

Tuesday, September 08, 2009

Family CD

Due to frequent inquiry by many of you, I thought I would publicly mention that our family music CD is *finally* finished and available for purchase. :-) We don't have a web-store set up yet, but purchase details can be worked out by contacting us through our web page.

I'm hoping to get back into blogging one of these days. Our music and family schedule has been very full, and doesn't leave me much time for thoughtful writing. :-) Fall is around the corner though, and I'm looking forward to laptop time around the fire with a mug of cocoa, tea, or coffee that will hopefully bring back some writing spark. :-)

Thursday, August 20, 2009

All for all


Remember God's rule - all for all.
Give Him all. He will give you all.
Consecration avails nothing unless it means presenting yourself as a living sacrifice to do nothing but the will of God. The vow of entire obedience is the entrance fee for him who would be enrolled by no assistant teacher, but by Christ Himself, in the school of obedience.
-Andrew Murray

Wednesday, August 12, 2009

Our focus


He who grows in grace remembers that he is but dust, and he therefore does not expect his fellow Christians to be anything more. He overlooks ten thousand of their faults, because he knows his God overlooks twenty thousand in his own case. He does not expect perfection in the creature, and, therefore, is not disappointed when he does not find it.

-Carolyn Mahaney quoting Charles Spurgeon in
Feminine Appeal

Friday, August 07, 2009

Hearing God

"Thus saith the LORD of hosts,

'Hearken not unto the words of the prophets that prophesy unto you: they make you vain: they speak a vision of their own heart, and not out of the mouth of the Lord'

'...they say unto every one that walketh after the imagination of his own heart, No evil shall come upon you.'

For who hath stood in the counsel of the Lord, and hath perceived and heard his word? Who hath marked his word, and heard it?"

-Jer. 23:16-18


Most of us have no ear for anything but ourselves; anything that is not "me" we cannot hear. We are dead to, and without interest in the finest music; we can yawn in a picture gallery, and be uninspired by a sunrise or a sunset. That is true not only of the soul's denseness to natural beauties, or to music, and art and literature, but true with regard to the awakening of the soul to the call of God.

To be brought within the zone of God's voice is to be profoundly altered.
-Oswald Chambers

How often we underestimate the vital importance of hearing the voice of God and of discerning between the pulls of this world and of our own heart, and the soft, quiet voice of His Spirit speaking when we take time to listen....

Thursday, July 02, 2009

Tis the season...


...for long summery days digging in the dirt...

Family reunions and summer activities...

Church camp-outs...

Wedding bells and blushing brides....

Long road trips....

...and many other things I won't mention!!

I am leaving for a dear friend's wedding tomorrow, and will not be back for awhile. Due to an intensely full schedule, posting has been sporadic anyway, but will become even more scare in the next little while. Once my feet hit the ground again from all this crazy busyness, maybe I will have the rest of mind to put to words the thoughts that have been swimming around in my head.

Hope you all are having a blessed summer!!

Monday, June 29, 2009

Sunday, June 21, 2009

The one needful thing...






Draw me, Lord, draw me
until I cannot stay.
Find in me a yearning heart
to meet with Thee today.
Teach me how to come apart
and rest with you awhile.
Content and sitting at Your feet;
basking in Your smile.
-A.H 2009

Friday, June 12, 2009

Devotion to Christ


Lately, during my few-and-far-between moments for reading, I have been sitting at the feet of a man who knew God in a way that few others have. Having always appreciated his devotional 'My Utmost For His Highest', I was happy to start another book of Oswald Chambers this past Spring. It has literally been a treasure-house, and God has used him mightily to confirm His own workings and movings in my heart.

My thoughts have recently been turned to the one purpose and overwhelming priority in life. That of being and not merely doing. Devotion to Christ, not a cause. Extravagant love for Him which supersedes my own plans, desires, and conceptions of what my life is supposed to be. A heart taken up and enraptured with Him rather than a worshipping of what I'm doing for Him.


I will let his pen take over and finish this note. I also do not want to forget to mention that I highly recommend any of his books!! :-) I encourage you to pick one up today!

Our Lord never called anyone to work for him because they realize a need, but only on the basis (of the realization) that He has done something for them. The only basis on which to work for God is an esteemed appreciation of His deliverance; that is, our personal history with God is so poignant that it constitutes our devotion to Him.

Beware of anything that competes with loyalty to Jesus Christ. The greatest competitor of devotion to Jesus is service for Him. The one aim of the call of God is the satisfaction of God, NOT a call to do something for Him. Do not be more devoted to service that to Jesus Christ.

Nowadays the great passion is the passion for souls, but you never find that passion mentioned in the New Testament; it is the passion for Christ that the New Testament mentions.

When a worker jealously guards his secret life with God, the public life will take care of itself.

Paul was not given a message or doctrine to proclaim; he was brought into a vivid, personal, overmastering relationship to Jesus Christ. Paul was devoted to a person, not a cause. He was absolutely Jesus Christ's; he saw nothing else, he lived for nothing else.

Sunday, May 31, 2009

Love Scars

Dusk had crept over the mountains, and Martha and I hurriedly ran up the outside metal stairs to the top of the half-completed mission clinic. Sleeping bags were scattered over the plywood covered floors, and the roaring generator below helped sustain the one bare light bulb hanging crookedly from the ceiling. Each of us pasted our toothbrush, grabbed a cup with some of the safe drinking water that we hauled in, and headed off to the ditch behind the church house/kitchen to brush our teeth camping-style. We noted the bobbing of flashlights up the steep mountainside, and came to the conclusion that two of our guys were climbing up to watch the last few rays of the sunset. The remainder of our team busied themselves with various projects, the Spanish speaking ones taking the lead, and the rest of us gringos attempting to help out however we could.

We shivered as night completely fell in the rugged mountains of El Cuervo, Mexico. The balmy temperatures at the mission base in Samichique fooled us into thinking we could get by with lighter clothes in our trip up to the mountains. With no electricity, no running water, and no heat, our options were few.

At one instant, we both noticed a small fire that had been started to burn the trash from that evening's supper. Gratefully, we huddled close, trying to absorb some of the heat that seemed to be rapidly escaping our body. With overflowing hearts, we talked of the events of the past two weeks. How God had moved. What He was doing in our hearts. How very, very happy we were to be in the center of His will. As Martha crouched even closer to the fire, I remarked on the amazing blessings God poured on His children. How I felt I could not take one more in. How wonderful it was to call Him Father....
Faster than we could comprehend, an explosion rang out over the mountain side, and all Martha and I could see was the bright flash of flames all around us. The little trash fire had turned threatening as a pressurized can exploded, blowing fire 20 feet outward, and at least that far up. Screams involuntarily escaped our lips, and we staggered back, trying to comprehend how badly we must be hurt. A strange heat filled my face, and the absence of much pain, rather than being comforting, filled me with a panic as I remember back to a few years previously. A fuel explosion in our basement was shortly followed by my 15 year old brother staggering up the stairs, sheets of skin hanging off his neck, but with very little initial pain. I shook uncontrollably, joining Martha as we somehow managed to get ourselves into the clinic where the doctors were already starting to gather.

The first urgent need was removing a piece of melted trash bag plastic that had blown into Martha's eye. We praised the Lord as we realized He had spared her eyesight. I started to pick off the small globs of melted plastic on my arms and hands, while watching the doctors treat the slightly worse burns on Martha's face, neck, and arms. It finally started to sink in that we weren't badly burned. I looked in shock at Martha's hole riddled polyester skirt, and my thicker one, covered with globs of plastic. I shuddered to think of what might have happened had we been wearing cotton. A Mexican women was outside with a rake, putting out the small fires all around the mission compound. How could we have escaped so lightly?

In short order, the guys came in, testifying of seeing the explosion from the mountain. As we talked with others who had observed what had happened, an overwhelming sense of awe crept over me as I realized how God's protecting hand was over us. There is no human explanation how we could have been standing two feet from an explosion of that size, and walked away with such minor injuries. No explanation except for God, and His tender, immense love for us. In gratefulness, we all gathered that evening to sing and praise the God who demonstrated such incredible mercy!

There are two noticeable scars on my right hand and arm that I look at every day. They are small, but the plastic burned deep, leaving me a reminder of the 29th of January. I'm grateful for those scars. I hope they never fade or go away. They are a constant reminder to me of God's love. Of His protection. Of His immense care and concern for me. Even if we had been burned severely, or Martha had lost her eyesight, this love would remain the same. There in Mexico, though, God chose to show it through His overwhelming protection. A line from a song I was introduced to on that trip keeps ringing through my heart. "Heal the wound but leave the scar. A reminder of how merciful You are."

I am drawn to think about two other hands that bear love scars. Hands that were stretched out in love for me. In love for you. May we, like Thomas, gaze on those hands, and cry, "My Lord and my God." May we give Him our all. Our all to the One who gave His very life for us.

Saturday, May 16, 2009

I will never understand...


...how God can fill a heart with such joy in the midst of a hurting, broken humanity, and while in circumstances that aren't always ideal.

...how a soul can be consumed with deep yearnings and unanswered desires, and yet be at such rest and contentment.

...why God keeps pouring blessing after blessing on a life that is often unfaithful and wandering.

It is a mystery I will never comprehend.

Ephesians says it rightly when it speaks of...

"...the hope of his calling, and the riches of the glory of his inheritance in the saints." (Eph. 1:18)

and

"...the exceeding riches of his grace in his kindness toward us through Christ Jesus." (Eph. 2:7)

I am so richly blessed.

Wednesday, May 13, 2009

A prayer from Proverbs 13

Lord God,

Keep my mouth, for
"He that keepeth his mouth keepeth his life." vs 3

Keep my time, because you have said
"The soul of the diligent shall be made fat" vs 4

Keep me upright, because
"Righteousness keepeth him that is upright in the way." vs 6

Keep me humble, for I have learned that
"Only by pride cometh contention" vs 10

Keep my #1 hope and desire in you, for
"Hope deferred maketh the heart sick: but when the desire cometh, it is a tree of life." vs 12

Keep me hungry, for you have promised that
"The righteous eateth to the satisfying of his soul." vs 25

"The Lord is thy keeper: the Lord is thy shade upon thy right hand." Ps. 121:5

"Now unto him that is able to keep you from falling, and to present you faultless before the presence of his glory with exceeding joy." Jude 1:24

Wednesday, April 29, 2009

Readiness

Readiness means having a right relationship to God and having the knowledge of where we are. We are so busy telling God where we would like to go. Yet the man or woman who is ready for God and His work is the one who receives the prize when the summons comes.

We wait with the idea that some great opportunity or something sensational will be coming our way, and when it does come we are quick to cry out, 'Here I am." Whenever we sense that Jesus Christ is rising up to take authority over some great task, we are there, but we are not ready for some obscure duty.

Readiness for God means that we are prepared to do the smallest thing or the largest thing - it makes no difference. It means we have no choice in what we want to do, but that whatever God's plans may be, we are there and ready. Whenever any duty presents itself, we hear God's voice as our Lord heard His Father's voice, and we are ready for it with the total readiness of our love for Him. Jesus Christ expects to do with us just as His Father did with Him. He can put us wherever He wants, in pleasant duties or in menial ones...

Be ready for the sudden surprise visits of God. A ready person never need to get ready - he is ready.

-Oswald Chambers

Saturday, April 18, 2009

Fulfilled

The week was intense. The battle grounds were hot as my perception of what was best and right for my life came head up against God's undeniable call in my heart to absolute surrender and trust in His sovereignty and perfect plan that I could as yet not see. As the struggle was raging in my heart, I often stepped back emotionally and wondered why it was so hard. Why is it sometimes so difficult to trust a God who has proved Himself faithful over and over again? Why do I even want to demand my way at all, when deep down I know His ways and timing are so much better?

I was both convicted and encouraged at the end of that tremendously rich, yet painfully difficult week of youth meetings. Convicted at my sometimes not so subtle ways of trying to manipulate situations in my life, and encouragement at how God had spoken His assurance into my heart time and time again that my life was in His hands. Completely. Perfectly.

I oftentimes think of a little plaque a friend gave me many years ago. It read, "God's gifts put man's best dreams to shame." Another one that has often been an encouragement is the one that truthfully states, "God always gives the best to those who leave the choice with Him."

You would think that once embraced, these facts would make it easy to trust God. To be joyful no matter what circumstances He allows. And yet, at least for me, the struggles still come at times. Maybe someday I will be able to say that I consistently trust God and rejoice in His will no matter He brings my way, but for now, I cherish seasons and opportunities when God proves Himself to me in undeniable ways. Times where I can see and comprehend the perfectness of His ways, and how much better He does things in comparison to my shallow planning and understanding.


Times like the three weeks following that week of wrestling. Traveling and experiencing different cultures, especially in regards to foreign mission work has been something that has long had a pull on my heart and that I've felt a call to. It's been something I've often grown impatient in waiting for, and wondered if it was something I was not doing that was preventing it from happening. At the same time, everything I did try always seemed to end in disappointment and frustration.

Just a short week after receiving the promise from the Lord that, "I have declared, and have saved, and I have shown, when there was no strange god among you...I will work, and who shall prevent it?" (Isaiah 43:12a, 13b) I found myself in a remote village of Mexico, in the heart of the Sierra Madre mountains, again among a people that had captured my heart two years previously. I marveled at the circumstances surrounding the invitation I received to go back. I stood in awe as I realized how completely it was a work of God, and none of my own scheming or manipulating.

I think that knowledge was the biggest reason those three weeks were some of the most blessed I have ever experienced in my life. I knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that I was in the center of God's will, and as I walked through an incredibly rich time there, I marveled at how much better God's ways are then my own. I was challenged to trust God in a way I never had before, and to live out Jim Elliot's words, "Where ever you are, be all there. Live to the hilt of every situation in which you believe to be the center of God's will."

I left Mexico and the dear people there ten and half weeks ago, and am now home. I'm back into the grind of work, studying, and the daily challenges of life. Though it wasn't all easy and pleasant, I miss Mexico terribly. I left a huge piece of my heart there. I think of it daily. I pray that someday God will allow me to return. There are times I am tempted to chaff against the seeming insignificance of life here in comparison to what I want to do. During those times, I have to let my heart wander back to why that trip was so blessed. My joy is always renewed as I meditate on who God is, and how He hath faithfully led me.

A friend shared a quote a couple days ago that sums up these thoughts completely. It is the heart I want to have, not just when I see God working, but even when I don't understand His ways, and my heart aches with deferred hopes and dreams. A heart that is fulfilled, not in desires granted, but in the amazing love of Jesus Christ.

"I had utterly abandoned myself to Him... Could any choice be as wonderful as His will? Could any place be safer than the center of His will? Did not He assure me by His very Presence that His thoughts toward us are good, and not evil? Death to my own plans and desires was almost deliriously delightful. Everything was laid at His nail-scarred feet, life or death, health or illness, appreciation by others or misunderstanding, success or failure as measured by human standards. Only He himself matter." - V. Raymond Edman

Monday, April 06, 2009

Stability


Stability means accepting the monotonous and making it work for us, not against us.

Stability says there must be no evasion, no pining for the grass that appears greener elsewhere - whether that be another mate or another ministry.

Stability will not allow us to evade the truth of whatever we have to do to prove the will of God, however dreary and boring and apparently unfruitful that may seem to us at present.

Stability recognizes a 'no-escape clause' in those relationships to which God has called us. It means I must know who I am and not run away from myself or abandon those relationships into which I have entered, believing them to be the will of God for my life. Rather, I must cling to the Cross, for at the foot thereof everything ultimately will be resolved and the inner coherence of all my painful experiences will be made plain.

Stability, in sum, is our response to that promise which reassures us that He is faithful and steadfast; and that we should 'never lose hope in God's mercy'.

-Excerpted from Lamplighters Blog

Thursday, March 26, 2009

A Bride's Love

From Jesus' words, "Whosoever loves Me..." and "Do you love Me?" we sense how much He yearns for us to love Him. But it is a special kind of love He seeks. It is the love that is reflected in the relationship between an earthly bride and her bridegroom.

An exclusive love.

A love that tolerates no rivals.

A love that gives the beloved, the bridegroom, the first place.

As the heavenly Bridegroom, Jesus lays claim to such first love. Because He loves us so dearly, He longs to have the whole of us. Jesus gave Himself unreservedly for us. Now He yearns for us to give ourselves completely to Him, with all that we are and have, so that He can truly be our first love. 

-Basilea Schlink, My All for Him

Wednesday, March 18, 2009

The Greatest Act of Faith


"One of the greatest acts of faith is to look in the mirror of God's word, see yourself for who you really are, and believe with your whole heart that God loves you deeply, intimately, and unconditionally. "
-Paul Washer

Saturday, March 14, 2009

Joy unspeakable!

This month has been one of the happiest of my life. There have been times that I've been skeptical if my heart can contain any more joy. I sometimes wonder if a heart has a bursting level, and I feel quite honestly that mine is sometimes at a dangerous level of pressure. 

You may wonder why. The answer is quite simple. I've become reacquainted with the Love of my life in a brand new way, and have fallen head over heels. He's more than I ever dreamed possible. He has filled me with a joy deeper than I could have imagined. A renewed purpose for living. A new direction in life. A new spring in my step. A brand new avenue to throw my energies into. 

You see, I have dreamed for a long time of being loved unconditionally. Of pouring my heart and life into one person. Of living for the joy and delight of the man who succeeded in winning my heart. As the years have gone by, some of these desires have been met with the nagging question, "Is it really even possible? Am I building castles in the sky that are only going to be met with disappointment?"

Today I can testify with an overflowing heart that He has not disappointed me. God has not disappointed me. He has mercifully not yet granted me the blessing of earthly love, while at the same time, showing me the far greater and infinitely more satisfying love He has to offer. So often I have acted like His love was not enough. That His tender care could not satisfy me fully. In my head I knew He wanted me to make Him my all, but could I really trust Him to give me what my heart craved?

Despite my failure to trust my Lord completely, His relentless pursuit of me puts the best of romance novels in the garbage heap. His perfect gifts outshine anything I could imagine up or go create myself. His daily presence surpasses the closest friendship I have known, for He has promised to never, ever leave my side. He satisfies my deep yearning to love and be loved. That satisfaction is deeper than the best of human relationships could ever hope to accomplish. 

Did I mention that I was happy? Giddy with near girlish excitement would be a better way to put it. To know beyond a shadow of a doubt that no human love can ever, ever surpass this priceless treasure He has bestowed on me is almost more than I  can take in. This kind of love is what brings forth my deep-seated passion to give Him my all and serve Him. Always. Forever.  

My Savior's love has won my heart, and I am satisfied. Happier than I ever thought was possible this side of heaven. 

"Yea, I have loved thee with an everlasting love: therefore with loving-kindness have I drawn thee." Jeremiah 31:3

Monday, March 09, 2009

Compelled to Serve

I stand upon the brink of time, and gaze out far ahead - 
Pondering the future, and all that God has said

In my hand lies comfort, ease, and rest, all I could desire,
Yet greater mountains beckon on, God's heartbeat calls me higher. 

Your love has made me willing, Your call compels me go
To a vast and hurting people, Your glory I must show.

The cost I've surely counted, and it pales beside the prize,
of souls set free, of man redeemed, of my God glorified.

As I surrender to His will, I find my joy complete
in a life poured out for others, in a heart laid at His feet. 


In the footsteps of my Lord and King, I now choose to walk.
May my life be a beacon bright, to point to Christ, the solid rock.

The fields are white to harvest. The sheaves of grain I see.
Thus with longing heart, my cry goes forth,
"Here am I, Lord send me!"

Your love had made me willing, Your call compels me go
to a vast and hurting people, Your glory I must show

The cost I've surely counted, and it pales beside the prize
Of souls set free, of man redeemed, of my God glorified.

-A.J.H 2009
Written in El Cuervo, MX during three 
days spent among the Taramuhara 
Indians, a largely unreached people group. 

Saturday, February 21, 2009

The focus of life

If what we call love doesn't take us beyond ourselves, it is not really love. 

Have you ever been driven to do something for God not because you felt that it was useful or your duty to do so, or that there was anything in it for you, but simply because you love Him? Have you ever realized that you can give things to God that are of value to Him?

There are times when it seems as if God watches to see if we will give Him even small gifts of surrender, just to show how genuine our love is for Him. To be surrendered to God is of more value than our personal holiness. Concern over our personal holiness causes us to focus our eyes on ourselves, and we become overly concerned about the way we walk and talk and look, out of fear of offending God. "...but perfect love casts out fear..." (I John 4:18)

We should quit asking ourselves, "Am I of any use?" and accept the truth that we really are not of much use to Him. The issue is never of being of use, but of being of value to God Himself. Once we are totally surrendered to God, He will work through us all the time.

-Oswald Chambers

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

A call to Christian Service

The call to Christian service
Is a call from God above.
He sends us forth to serve a world
and save that world through love.
He calls for you, He calls for me;
'Tis God's own voice that says, "Go ye."

The call to Christian service
is a call from men without.
"Come o'er to Macedonia;" - 
Can you hear the dying shout?
They cry to you, they cry to me.
Let's go while still they plead, "Come ye."

The call to Christian service
is a call we hear within.
Our own hearts seem to whisper
"Go and save this world from sin."
                                                         May your sincere response now be,
                                                  "I'm wholly thine, Lord, please send me."

-A. E. 

Saturday, January 17, 2009

A quick note...

When I left my home 19 days ago, I thought that blogging wouldn't be a problem. Even with the knowledge the my NC vacation was going to be largely without internet, I figured I would still be able to sneak a post in here and there. Well... I guess you've got the results. :-)

Anyway, plans are looking likely that I will be leaving the country in the next couple days. Internet-less, cellphone-less... :-) Needless to say, I won't be blogging here for nearly another month.  :-)

I think I'll have plenty of stories to tell once I return back to US soil. :-)

Till then!


Thursday, January 01, 2009

Not satisfied

Last year's New Year's Day reflections held a song by Abigail Miller, and so will this one. Thanks to a dear friend, I received her most recent cd as a Christmas gift, and it has blessed me more than words can say. More than anything else, I want to live with the heart of this song as the theme of this entire next year. 

The theme of dissatisfaction. Not with life, not with circumstances, and not with the things I have no control over, but dissatisfaction to stay in the same place. Not content to "settle down" in my walk with the Lord. To stop striving. To rest on a supposed plateau. I want the next year to be marked with an evident pressing forward. A deepening of my knowledge of God's heart. A quicker ear to hear His voice and promptings upon my heart.  A greater desire to give my all for Him and for souls no matter what the personal cost to myself. 

I don't want to be content in relationships. I want my siblings to know they have a precious place in my heart that is never satisfied to "give them their time" and then live my own life. I want to always be growing in respect, honor, and openness with my parents. I don't ever want to act like I've arrived in that area. I want my friends to know and experience what it means to be loved unconditionally. I want to learn how to completely let go of offenses, hurts, and stressful situations, and to live and love as Christ did. 

I don't want to be content with unanswered prayer any longer. I pray for Him to work in my life, and I don't want to be satisfied with a mediocre walk. I want Him to work in my family's life, and I don't want to be content with Satan tarnishing something that could be beautiful. I don't want to be content in seeing my unsaved acquaintances remain that way.  I want to know God's heart, know His will, and believe Him to work in amazing ways. 

There's much more I could add, but I am going to close with the precious words from this song. Will you join me in this new year, asking God for a holy dissatisfaction, and trusting Him for heights, depths, and joys you never dreamed of? 

"Not as though I had already attained, either were already perfect: but I follow after, if that I may apprehend that for which also I am apprehended of Christ Jesus. Brethren, I count not myself to have apprehended: but this one thing I do. forgetting those things which are behind, and reaching forth unto those things which are before, I press toward the mark for the prize of the high calling of God in Christ Jesus." Phil. 3:12-14

Unfamiliar Grace

I am not satisfied to stand upon this place;
Not contented with a measure of familiar grace.
I want to go beyond the things I've always known;
The ground I stand upon is but a stepping stone.

I am not satisfied to live a little life;
To know a little glory, to possess a little love, my Christ. 
The height where I aspire, and my soul's deep desire
Is to be dwelling in the realm of holy fire.

So many seem to settle for the things that they can see;
Walking in the shadow of the glory there could be.
But I will never rest until I touch the unseen hand
Who'll take me far beyond what I can understand.

Lord lift me higher, bring me closer to your face,
For I want to know an unfamiliar grace.
Your love is wider and deeper than the sea,
And yet so near to me.
I need to know your unfamiliar grace.

-Abigail Miller