Hi Jesus,

You know, I could start off by telling you what all is going wrong. I could start off by telling you what needs to be fixed in my life. I could start off by telling you how I'm hurting. I could start off by complaining. I could start off by doing a lot of things, but instead I choose to thank you.

I'm choosing to praise you. I'm choosing to worship you through my circumstances. Though I may feel like a part of the world is crumbling down all around me, I'm going to stand. I'm going to stand knowing that you've never left me. Standing knowing that your tender hands hold my heart.

All of our minds attention, all our heart's affection, every heart cry, every rhyme. Everybody is worshiping something. All of our lives devotion has been set in motion. Religion is dozen for a dime. Everybody is worshiping something, because that's what we were made to, and I choose You. All of my attention, affection, all my devotion is for You. If everybody's worshiping something, I choose You. You are beyond conception, defying definition, and you knew me before time. Centuries of pagans and idols fill the nations, but You are Lord to Me and Mine. Before I chose You, You first chose me. I worship You. You alone are worthy.

Lately I feel that when I dance before You it's not good enough. I don't feel your spirit like I used to, God, and I desire it. I desire to be deeper than I used to be. I want to come into the holies of holy. Is it me? Is it something I'm doing? Right now, putting everything aside, I want to vocally tell you that I'm not playing around. I was placed here to worship you. It's not by coincidence that You brought me out from where I'm supposed to be. It was by your unfailing love that I am who I am today. That will not be in vain. It's time to get serious.

Father God, right now, please accept this. It's coming straight from my heart and spirit for you.

"Borne of dust I get so dirty, but You pick me up, brush me off, send me on my way. Borne of flesh I get so caught up in my story. It's so human to concern myself with everything that I seem to be going through. But Lord, where would I be without this flesh to remind me? I was borne to breathe; borne to be broken; borne to realize that it's not I, but the You in me. Borne to live and borne to love You. I was born to die knowing that my life is not mine. So Lord, I thank you for the thorn that I've had to bare from the day that I was borne. Borne of love; love so perfect. You are Heaven's thought; gift of God; come to save the world. Borne of flesh and borne of spirit. My sweet Savior it's so like You to concern yourself with everything that I seem to be going through. Oh, Lord, where would I be without Your love to remind me? I was borne to breathe; borne to be broken; borne to realize that it's not I, but the You in me. Borne to live and borne to love You. I was born to die knowing that my life is not mine. So Lord, I thank you for the thorn that I've had to bare from the day that I was borne. You were borne to breathe; borne to be broken. Borne so that I would realize You are ALL I need. Borne to live and borne to love me. You were borne to die so that I could be completely free. Borne to breathe and borne to be broken. Borne so that I would realize You are ALL I need. Borne to live and borne to save me. You were borne to die so that I could be completely free. So, Lord, I thank you for the thorns You chose to bare so that I could be borne."

With your last breath I see love.
Through your death I see love.
Through your ressurection I see love.
I see peace in the eyes of a King.
I see hope in your suffering.
I see a calm in the center of the storm.
I see a savior.
I see the savior of all.

When I see you I see, I see a perfect example pure and perfect shining love.
You were borne to die for me.
I was borne to live for you.
And for as long as I shall live I will testify to love.