Hi

Hi,

I'm very excited to finally have this blog going, it has been a thing on my mind for the longest time. I'm just glad I found the strength to actually get off my bed to write on this hot summer morning. I am christian and a writer, which means writing is the only way  I know how to offer a living sacrifice hence the title. I hope you all stick with me on this journey of faith that I'm making. hopefully the lord uses one of the many words on here to affect your life. I am a very lazy person and the lord has been bugging me about needing to change, so for me this is one of the many steps I have taken to curb it.

This blog is obviously one of many, so I don't expect it to be a major hit my very hope is that this site becomes a go to when someone is need of encouragement, words of wisdom, reassurance that God still cares, basically anything because I would be talking about my own relationship with God including its ups and downs.

okay I'm done rambling and here's a piece I wrote instead of taking down notes in class. This was inspired by Hillsong's hosanna. Be blessed.

I see the King of Glory
I see him on His throne of gold
with a crown of jewels on his head
with angels singing a joyous symphony
a perfect harmony
an exotic blend of the divine.

I see the king of glory
I see him seated in the highest heavens
I see him worshiped by saints whose love for him has no end
with a smile on his face as he nods rhythmically to the sweet smelling incense that rises up when we say 'I love you forever'
I see him tapping his feet to the sound of the drums, the keynotes on the piano,the strums of the guitar,the boldness of the saxophone, the bad-dumdum of the bass

I see the king of glory
sending his son in disguise as a man
I  see him smiling with pride as that son exalted his father with praise and mighty works
I see him turning away with tears in his eyes as his son was whipped
I see the king of glory taking 39, saying i want you to be mine
I see him with thorns on his head
with his sides pierced as a marbled river flowed
I see him on the cross being nailed together with my sins and each time he cried all i hear is i love you still
I see the king of glory kicking death in the guts as he obtained the keys to life

I see the king of glory
in full army gear
waging a war against the kingdom of darkness on your behalf
I see him going all word war 2 over your soul
I see him shielding you from the attack of the enemy, placing you under his wings
I see him giving that well place jab, that upper cut
I see him as he finally KOs the king of Sheol

I see the king of glory
unlocking the latches to the windows of heaven
I see him sending down packages
some big, some small, things we ask for, things we don't
I see him with a cup in his hands
I see oil dripping, pouring out on all heads
I see tongues of fire, liquid fire, flowing from the east

and I will lift up my hands to the heavens
in praise and adoration
I will call him my rock in times of troubles
my great provider, the only true one of Israel
I will call him the lion of the tribe of Judah, the God that answers by fire
I will call him the consuming fire, the God of the heavens and the earth
I will call him the rose of Sharon, the lily of the valley
I will call him the lover of my soul, the I am that I am.

I see the king of glory
I see him on his throne of gold
with a crown of jewels on his head
with a smile on his face, nodding as if saying yes! that's my daughter yes! that's my son
with angels singing a joyous symphony, a perfect harmony
an exotic blend of the divine.