tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61416497797756696992024-03-14T01:48:04.624-07:00faithfulbeing confident of this, that he who began a good work in you will carry it on to completion until the day of Christ Jesus. (philippians 1:16)Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141649779775669699.post-14359837417779118032017-11-13T13:26:00.000-08:002017-11-13T13:26:17.342-08:00An Arsonist for God<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><i><a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=acts%202:43&version=NIV"><b>Everyone around them was in awe and fear came upon every soul.</b></a></i></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Wow. Could these words <i>ever</i> be used to describe me? These are the words used to describe the disciples who were performing miracles through the power of the Holy Spirit.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">I must confess that any desire I have to be regarded "in awe" is not usually related to the Holy Spirit working in or through me. Even with the purest of motives I fail. I hate having to admit that. <b><u>Really</u></b> hate having to admit that. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000; font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">There is always the danger that we may do the work just for the sake of the work. This is where the respect and the love and the devotion come in--that we do it to God, to Christ, and that's why we try to do it as beautifully as possible. (Mother Teresa)</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">The truth is I am ashamed of my selfishness in seeking Him and serving Him. It is embarrassing to realize how often I make it about me. I have never been so aware of my need for the empowering of the Holy Spirit. I have undermined and underestimated His presence and His power for far too long. Wondering if I might be jumping into the charismatic deep end, I search on.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">In Acts 2 when the Holy Spirit came He was described as a "rushing, mighty wind" and a "fire". </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"> </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">The fire; a symbol of His cleansing, judging power. A fire is illuminating. The Spirit in <i>us</i> enlightens our minds with knowledge of God's truth--the <b>full</b> truth. He makes things clear. (John 16:25) He strengthens and conforms our belief in the truth, and increases our love for it. </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"> </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><i><a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=isaiah%2050:7&version=NIV"><b>"I set my face like flint" </b>(Isaiah 50:7)</a></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"> To me, this is one of the mystery verses that I </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><i>kind of</i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"> understood but usually breezed by. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><b>Flint: hard, quartz-like substance often used to <i>START FIRES</i>. </b> </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">Setting my face like flint only requires willingness from me but the gritty work of getting the fire started and keeping it burning comes from Him. In allowing myself to be used as flint for the Fire, I can begin to "let my light shine". . .</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">For</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><i>Him</i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">. For</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><i>His purposes</i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">. For</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;"><i>His Glory.</i></span><br />
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141649779775669699.post-13028396111452960442013-12-03T14:54:00.001-08:002017-11-13T13:21:57.359-08:00Chosen<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: 16px;"><sup class="versenum" style="font-size: 0.75em; font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: top;"> </sup></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span class="woj">You didn’t choose me. I chose you. (John 15:16)</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span class="woj">How well I remember the days of dodgeball and waiting to be chosen. While others were choosing team members I was quickly reminded that I was rarely if ever anyone's first choice. When I read this verse that is the first thing that came to my mind. Wanting to be chosen. Remembering what it's like when you're not. Hating every moment that went by sitting on the side of the gym, waiting. </span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span class="woj">Many times I've been thankful that I chose a relationship with Christ. I've gone so far as to think myself wise for doing so. Wondered why everyone wouldn't make the same decision? </span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span class="woj">I "knew" He loved me--He is God after all and doesn't God love everyone? But "chosen" has a different ring to it. It's not the first time I've read this verse, but seeing it anew m</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">akes me feel special. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">My Catholic background is hard to shake at times. Although I now know differently, grace and love were things to be earned. Always, there is the nagging doubt that I have to DO something to earn God's favor. Realizing that none of this makes any difference to God is sobering. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span class="woj"><b>"We are chosen not because we are perfect or commendable but because of God's inexhaustible love for the world, and somehow just for you, and just for me.</b></span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">There is nothing I needed to do first in order to be "picked" by God. I didn't have to be popular, beautiful, funny or athletic......So, it gets all turned around in my mind, when I realize, again, that His love is so very different from the conditional love that this world offers. And very different from the love and acceptance I offer others. How often do I choose the imperfect or the unlovely? When is the last time I made someone feel special just for who they are?</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Which brings to mind the rest of John 15:16-17</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">You didn’t choose me. I chose you. </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span class="text John-15-16" id="en-NLT-26681"><span class="woj">I appointed you to go and produce lasting fruit, so that the Father will give you whatever you ask for, using my name.</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span class="text John-15-17" id="en-NLT-26682"><sup class="versenum" style="font-weight: bold; line-height: normal; vertical-align: top;"> </sup><span class="woj">This is my command: Love each other.</span></span></span></i>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141649779775669699.post-28664267047232644812013-08-23T14:15:00.000-07:002013-08-23T14:15:07.180-07:00Waiting . . .<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Adonai,</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">You've been teaching me this for a long while now.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I've listened. I've tried to be obedient. But if I'm being honest, Lord, all I could hear was "wait" or "not now." The waiting is frustrating. Wait--for what? Wait--for how long?</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Then I read <a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=psalm%20130:5&version=ESV">Psalm 130:5</a></span><br />
<a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=psalm%20130:5&version=ESV"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I wait for the Lord, my soul waits, <i style="font-weight: bold;">and in His Word I hope.</i></span></a><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I can almost hear the deep sigh on Your end. I wonder if you say things like, "It sure took her long enough" or if You roll Your heavenly eyes. But then, I also glimpse Your smile.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I like this--exchanging words and looks like old friends. I was thirsty and You said, </span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">"Come." </span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Ironically, You were the One waiting. Thank You for not giving up on me. </span><br />
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<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">In His Word I hope.</span></i><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Hope in Scripture =the strong and confident expectation which comes through trust in You.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">No doubt I missed a few but I counted how often Your Word instructs us to "Wait for the Lord". </span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Twenty-seven. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It would seem that I am in good company with countless others learning the value of waiting. My favorite is John, the author of Revelation, enduring suffering as a prisoner on the island of Patmos because he has been spreading the word about Jesus.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> <i>"John could have spent his time pacing that barren beach but he didn't. Could have been feeling bitter about what "they" did to him, scanning the horizon every moment for a rescuer. Quieted under the hand of God, into a position of trust and receptivity, John received the most fabulous revelation of Jesus Christ and His future that any man had ever received.</i></span><br />
<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Settle down. Look up."</span></i><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> ~~You Don't Have to Quit, by Anne and Ray Ortlund</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I think I will make that this weeks' prayer.</span><br />
<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">"Settle down. Look up." </span></i><br />
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<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;">And so, </span>my<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"><i>soul</i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"> </span>will<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"> wait on You. With confident expectation. Trusting in You.</span></span></i><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3c3c3c; font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; font-weight: bold;"><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J3OEGnH5x8g">You are everything you've promised<br />Your faithfulness is true<br />And we're desperate for your presence<br />All we need is you</a></span><br />
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6141649779775669699.post-62134821090975651022013-08-18T14:43:00.000-07:002013-09-21T12:54:29.295-07:00restless<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Searching but never finding. Interested in everything but satisfied in nothing. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">These words have described me more times than I care to think about.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Lately, more than ever. </span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I find myself waking up in the middle of the night feeling like time is running out. I gaze out the window, daydreaming back to the past far too often and longing for a simpler time. But what I really sense, is that amidst life's joys--marrying, bringing up children, friendships, etc... the restlessness was pushed aside, seemingly easy to ignore. </span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Always it reappeared and often when I least expected it.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The desire for something more. </span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It seems ungrateful not to enjoy every moment of marriage. I married my best friend but I can't say he has satisfied my every need. Nor should he. I thought becoming a mother to three beautiful gifts from God should have been enough. My children filled my life with sweet kisses, bedtime stories, and big, beautiful eyes that trust you for every little thing. Later, it was dance lessons, basketball practices, countless rides to and from school, church, activities......The years marched on. College. Weddings. Grandchildren. Friendships along the way that I cherish. And so much more. Fulfilled, but, just below the surface, I am unable to deny that always, the longing is there. I've lost track of the ways I've tried to distract myself from the pieces that are missing.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">This yearning is different and difficult to describe. </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Different than craving chocolate. Beyond the satisfaction of the sweetest hug of the sweetest child. Further than the need for a conversation with your best friend. Relentless. And so I find myself propelled to probe deeper. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I've followed Jesus for most of my adult life. I've blindly trusted Him, tearfully given my heart to Him and still.....this unrest. </span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I know He is the answer. It just seems like some days I can't find Him. </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Days when prayers seem only to reach the ceiling and the Answer seems so elusive. I know better than to trust my feelings and so I begin the search. Again. With new eyes. A deliberate chasing after the One who loved me before I knew Him. I'm asking Him to lead and taking a giant leap of faith by choosing to simply follow. Even as my heart says, "NOW, I want it NOW. The peace, the perfect peace, the security of resting in a Perfect Creator, for the unrest to be stilled--NOW", I know it will be a journey. I've packed my bags and I'm going wherever He takes me.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Almost immediately, as if He has anticipated this moment, I see that <a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=psalm%2062:1&version=ESV"><b><i>my soul is to find rest in Him alone. (Psalm 62:1</i></b>)</a> The answer was simple and yet complicated. <i> How?</i> Again, I turn to familiar verses that answer new questions almost before I ask them.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">1) <i><b><a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=psalm%2046:10&version=ESV">Be still and know that I am God. (Psalm 46:10)</a></b></i></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">In this quest I am choosing to remember this truth daily. Before my feet hit the floor in the morning and before I close my eyes to sleep.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">2) <i><b><a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=psalm%2037:7&version=ESV">Be still before the Lord and wait patiently for Him. (Psalm 37:7)</a></b></i> </span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I will wait on Him. Though it will require a moment by moment mentality, I will not run ahead.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">3) <b><i><a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=psalm%20116:7&version=ESV">Be at rest once more, O my soul, for the Lord has been good to me (Psalm 116:7)</a></i></b></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=psalm%20116:7&version=ESV"> </a></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I will reflect on God's goodness and His faithfulness.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I know my heart. Being still, waiting patiently and resting are not words that I get excited about. I know that in order for this persistent, never-ending hunger to be filled, I will have to be diligent. It will require falling on my knees and abandoning my old ways. I'm willing because I want </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><b><a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=ephesians%203:19&version=AMP">to be filled, through all my being unto all the fullness of God. That I may have the richest measure of the divine Presence and become a body wholly filled and flooded with God Himself. Ephesians 3:19 (AMP)</a></b></i></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I've declared it. Now to live it.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 13px;"><br style="border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 1em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uLD9sL52IQ4">I’ll be waiting<br style="border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 1em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Anticipating<br style="border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 1em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />All that I aim for<br style="border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 1em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />What I was made for<br style="border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 1em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />With every heartbeat<br style="border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 1em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />All of my blood bleeds<br style="border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 1em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Running inside me<br style="border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 1em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Looking for you<br style="border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 1em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /><br style="border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 1em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />I am restless, I am restless<br style="border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 1em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />I am restless, looking for you<br style="border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 1em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />I am restless, I run like the ocean to find your shore<br style="border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 1em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />I'm looking for you<br style="border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 1em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /><br style="border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 1em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />I can feel you breathing<br style="border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 1em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />I can feel you leading<br style="border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 1em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />More than just a feeling<br style="border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 1em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />More than just a feeling<br style="border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 1em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />I can feel you reaching<br style="border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 1em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />Pushing through the ceiling<br style="border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 1em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />'til the final healing<br style="border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: 0px; font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 1em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" />I'm looking for you<br style="border-bottom-style: none; 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