Good day!
Hey, on this sabbatical I’m on I have tried to curb my “work”, but somethings come at you that you have to handle, some things you invite because it’s just good for the soul, some things you have to push away, and some things you just have to share. This is something to share.
This weekend I went to Snowbird Wilderness Outfitters with our students because I feel at home at SWO, some of my most best (said that on purpose) ministry friends are at SWO, and it’s my favorite place to “retreat”.
Sometimes certain songs land and are a vehicle of God’s grace to me. Not sure how that works with you, but that is how it works with me.
Zach and Adam led “His Mercy is More” yesterday morning in the closing session, and it “wrecked” me. When I say “wrecked” I mean that positively. Not like a car wreck, like an encounter with God the Holy Spirit in which he leaves me in a pile of joyous, thankful, happy bliss through tasting the powerful kingdom in a fresh way. The only thing I can do is sing, bask, enjoy, give thanks and just drink it in…wrecked.
Had to text Zach and say a “thank you” for leading faithfully and encouraging me. Ask him to pass that on to Adam as well.
So, I’m dropping off the younger two at school instructing on being holy this day, siri texting the oldest to encourage him to keep grinding out the physical challenge as a way to test his faith in the Lord to sustain, and then I turn this song on again via the old iPhone, and dang if I don’t get wrecked again. I’m shouting, crying, enjoying and I’m trying to drive to the shop where my pastor friend Adam Colston and I are meeting up to encourage one another. I have to sit Buford (Buford…my truck’s name is Buford) long enough to calm down, wipe my eyes dry so I don’t look like I’m having a nervous breakdown and like I need help, and then I go into the shop.
Won’t tell you what I forgot, but Andrew Hackler knows what I forgot as I went in to the shop. Another story for another day. Mystery! Andrew, if you read this, thanks again!
Anyhow, here is that song. May it “wreck” you as it wrecked me. Lyrics below:
Verse 1:
What love could remember, no wrongs we have done
Omniscient, all-knowing, He counts not their sum
Thrown into a sea without bottom or shore
Our sins they are many, His mercy is more
Verse 2:
What patience would wait as we constantly roam
What Father so tender is calling us home
He welcomes the weakest, the vilest, the poor
Our sins they are many, His mercy is more
Verse 3:
What riches of kindness He lavished on us
His blood was the payment His life was the cost
We stood ‘neath a debt we could never afford
Our sins they are many, His mercy is more
Chorus:
Praise the Lord
His mercy is more
Stronger than darkness
New every morn’
Our sins they are many, His mercy is more