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With All My Heart

Tonight, BabyGirl was with me as we worshiped at Beyond the Walls Church. The More I Seek You by Kari Jobe was sung. It is one of those songs that I love more and more each time I hear it...



The chorus of the song says, The more I seek you, the more I find you, the more I find you, the more I love you/I want to sit at your feet, drink from the cup in your hand, lean back against you and breathe, feel your heart beat.

We know these things are true for they are written in His word and shared In Matthew 22:37, "Jesus replied, 'Love the Lord with all your heart, and with all your soul, and with all your mind.'" Jesus goes on to say that this is the first and most important commandment. In Deuteronomy alone ,we are called to seek Him "with all your heart and with all your soul" 9 different times--Deut 4:29, 6:5, 10:12, 11:13, 13:3, 26:16, 30:2, 30:6, 30:10. It's that important that when we seek after the Lord, desire to know Him, we do it with the fullness of ourselves. When Jesus talks about seeking after Him, he also adds our minds in the mix. So much of what gets into our hearts--if not all of it--begins in our minds, in our thoughts. That is why we are told to hold our thoughts captive and to renew our minds.

As the song was playing, I was trying to explain to
BabyGirl what the song means. She thought that it was about when we die and go to see Him, but it is about our relationship right now with Him. How we can climb right up into His lap, lean our head against Him and know that He is there. We come to know Him by His word and His character is revealed to us as we draw near to Him and lean into Him. We spend so much of our time relying upon ourselves or others that we don't rely enough on God. He is calling us to lay down that burden and choose His way, His truth and His life instead. I am ready. FINALLY! I just want to sink into Him, to mediate on the beauty of seeing and knowing Jesus like this....at His feet, surrendered to Him, knowing a love that nothing else can compare to...I melt in your peace.

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