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How He Loves – John Mark McMillan

27 Apr

 How He Loves

He is jealous for me
Loves like a hurricane, I am a tree
Bending beneath the weight of his wind and mercy
When all of a sudden
I am unaware of these afflictions eclipsed by glory
And I realize just how beautiful You are
And how great Your affections are for me
And oh, how He loves us so
Oh how He loves us
How He loves us so
Yeah, He loves us
Oh how He loves us
Oh how He loves us
Oh how He loves
We are His portion and He is our prize
Drawn to redemption by the grace in His eyes
If grace is an ocean, we’re all sinking
So Heaven meets earth like a sloppy wet kiss
And my heart turns violently inside of my chest
I don’t have time to maintain these regrets
When I think about, the way….
And oh, how He loves us so
Oh how He loves us
How He loves us so
Yeah, He loves us
Oh how He loves us
Oh how He loves us
Oh how He loves
Well, I thought about You the day Stephen died
And You met me between my breaking
I know that I still love You, God, despite the agony
They want to tell You’re cruel
But if Stephen could sing, he’s say it’s not true, cause…
And oh, how He loves us so
Oh how He loves us
How He loves us so
Yeah, He loves us
Oh how He loves us
Oh how He loves us
Oh how He loves
***I included the last, little known verse, because it has some words I find beautiful…”You met me between my breaking…” He meets us there, when we are breaking apart and barely holding on…He meets us there…How He love us!!! I am crying just thinking about it.

I find myself sitting here this morning physically and emotionally exhausted. We’ve been going non-stop lately with the play, Taekwondo, Tap, school, work, college…I get up at 5:30am (usually) and haven’t been getting home until 10 or 10:30pm, which means, I haven’t been getting to sleep until almost midnight. Rehearsal ran late last night, so I got home late, picked up a completely passed out Stephen from my parents house and put him in bed at home. Took the dog out, pet her for a minute (still no puppies), took a shower and all but crashed…only to get up and start all over today! I am physically exhausted…which affects the emotional side as well. I’m a worry-wart…that’s my nature. I don’t like, I try to change it, but by nature, I worry. I think God allowed that ugly quality in me so that I would lean on him more. That’s not an easy thing to do and I will freely admit, I fail constantly. At this moment, I am worried that I won’t get a hair extension piece that i can stand or that matches my hair color and will work in time for Thursday’s full dress rehearsal; I’m worried about Stephen who is at school settling in at this very moment to take his TAKS test, though I know he will do fantastic and pass with flying colors (he’s not worried), I’m worried for him. I am worried that he isn’t getting what he needs at home right now because our schedule has been so crazy  and I’ve been so busy. I know I have to do some things for myself so that I can stay healthy enough to take care of him and keep him healthy…however it’s not easy to be away from him as much as I am right now and I know it’s not easy on him either. I miss him. I am grateful that this is the last full week of stuff…from here on out, it’s just a couple days a week for two more weeks, then we are done. I am planning on taking him to Houston after work the very next Friday after the show is over and spending the whole weekend away. A million other things float through my head every moment and I worry about most of them…because I’m a worrier.
So, as I sat here this morning, knowing that I needed to write but unsure what to write about, I thought of this song. Sunday, we visited a church that a long time friend is in ministry at. This song was one we sang during worship and I just stood there and cried all the while singing the lyrics, my voice cracking because the song just touches me. I love this song and refer to it often when I feel alone and afraid and exhausted from worrying…How He loves us! How He loves ME!

I know this video isn’t a clear picture and it cuts off at the end, but please listen to his heart…


The Call Nashville John Mark McMillan How He Loves

Pat Wise Craik | MySpace Video

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Posted by on April 27, 2010 in Uncategorized

 

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