Courageous as a lion.

Courageous by definition means,
"Not deterred by danger or pain."
Or bold, gallant, brave.
In my heart, none of these are contained.

Lions are the depiction of brave,
People say,
"He's got a lions heart."
"They're as courageous as a lion."

I'd like to think I have a lions heart,
Danger might be something I seek,
But something my human heart knows too well is pain.

Pains of hunger,
The sting of being broken.
Bleeding from the cuts of life.

Courageous?
Not in the least.

Even though I am hardly courageous,
Nary even brave,
My lion is as big as they come.
As I weep,
In treads the Lion of Judah's tribe.

Strutting in golden fur,
paws as strong as they are deadly.
Tossing His mane,
as our enemies run-
Afraid.
Running away before the King.

By those paws and mighty jaws,
eyes as fierce as fire,
enemies are crushed.
Opening His mouth
in the sound of His lambs cries,
He lets out a glorious roar.

My heart stops beating in a whisper, but this voice brings me back to life, a sound of resounding triumph.

Courageous?
Not I, but He.

Bad. ;)

Sometimes we read things, such as magazines, Facebook status's, twitter updates, or heck, even blogs, and we think, "Wow, they've really got their life together!" It's not true. And I'm writing this right now to prove that.

Why?

Because right now, I want to be bad. Don't even deny it, 'cause we've all felt that way! Not like murder-someone-bad, obviously, but just have some fun bad. Go to a party, drink a little bit, dance... Stuff like that. Now, that's totally not my style. There's just this incredible urge to do it! And it's bad. Horrible, even.

Why?

Because it would hurt. I'm lonely, and I will tell you there is nothing more delicious than a man's kiss. What a horrible way to fill in loneliness. Even though I'm single and could do that stuff, I'm still in love. How awful would it be to say, "Hey, babe! I'm not with you right now, so I'm gonna go around with some other guys!" It would hurt an amazing guy, by making him think all the things I said was a lie, and that he's not worth waiting for.

Drinking is fun, too. Having that fuzzy warm feeling that alcohol gives you is nice, having a buzz is even more fun. It's a dangerous road. Testing the waters is like standing on slippery rocks on the side of a raging river, then putting a foot in. It's easy to fall.

When I was younger, my mom asked my older brother and I a question. She said that if there was a fence, and that fence was separating us from something that would kill us, what would we do? My brother has always been wise beyond his years, and said he would stay away from the fence. Me? I'm the rebellious one. I said I would go peek and see what it was. That's proven all my life. Honesty, I can tell you that all the "bad" stuff is fun as hell. But flirting with danger is a bad idea.

There's something thousands of times more fun, and that's the life Jesus has to offer. It's better than anything you could ever imagine. And though that urge to be bad is there, there is nothing in this life worth losing the people and blessings God has put in my life.

Now that I've spilled all of that, the urge is gone. So it's bedtime.

Love like a tattoo.

I've got scripture written up my arms,
These verses permanently injected in my skin.
I live and breathe the word of God,
His love is sewn into my bones.
Yet still, I live in sin.

In sin so deep I cannot swim,
These torrid currents drag me in.
Burning my eyes to make me blind,
Fill up my lungs, to never scream again.
To leave nothing but my memory behind.

But something drags me out again
A Mighty hand full of power and life to lend.
Pulls me out of the deadly waters,
Pulls me out of the depths, no matter what length.

When I am finally dead and gone, to see the Wonderful God attached to that hand,
I hope to leave every family with a memory of how deep the Love of Words can mean,
When they read the verses injected in my skin.

Crazy, love.

Crazy how love changes everything. Your perspective on life, things and people. It's a feeling that nothing else can re-create, and only God can duplicate. He loves us, so in turn, we love others. Without love we can't spread love. Without love, we would die, as empty souls. Life wouldn't be worth living without love.

But with the love of Christ, life is more than living. Feeling the love of someone who was willing to die for you, and no matter what you do in life, He'll love you anyway. It's an incredible feeling. Once you find that love, you will find yourself falling in love with Him over, and over and over again. And it's the best.

Anchors away!

"We have this hope as an anchor for the soul, firm and secure..."

Hebrews 6:19

God has been showing me this verse over and over again the past few days. First, I opened up my sketchbook the an anchor I drew based off this verse, then I heard a song by Phil Wickham that had the same reference. The last thing that got me was this; a few months ago I tied bible verses to my chandelier over my bed because I have nightmares a lot, and one of them fell off. Picking it up, I opened it and guess what verse it was! Yup, Hebrews 6:19.
Who says God doesn't show Himself? You've just gotta look for it. This is what He is teaching me.

God is truth. Be secure in His promises! Wondering if His plans will change is worry unneeded. Our hope, (God) is IMMOVABLE. His promises and words don't change! It's just how an anchor holds firmly to the sea bed. If a ships anchor didn't hold firm, it wouldn't be doing what it's meant for. Therefore it would be a lie.

God is our anchor. Our lifeline. In times of trouble, sailor would drop anchor and wait for bad weather to pass. Same goes for life. When times are bad, God drops anchor in our hearts. It digs and embeds in our souls, giving us hope. Down where the anchor is dug, there is peace. The storm rages on the surface, but if you dig deep in yourself, you'll find God, you'll find that place of peace. And that's the place to stay.

The anchor to our souls. The unfailing hope.

Get it together.

Not words I really know how to follow. Reckless should be my middle name. My room is anything but together, and it's something that doesn't really bother me. One person it does bother is my wonderful mother, though. Sometimes I'll come home from work and she's (oh, so kindly) tidied it up a bit. Then I kind of freak out and can't find anything, and am thinking, "Woman! I can't find myyyy stufffffff!". But, in the grand scheme of things, she does it to keep her house clean.

God does the same things in our hearts. Mine, especially. I drag out all these things to keep it cluttered and busy. There's just not enough space for God in it. Then, like my mommy does to my room, God comes and cleans it up. He might take things away that we dearly loved, move things around so that sitting in the middle of this figurative heart-room, is only Him. Most likely giggling to Him self while we scramble around that room looking for things and feeling like the sky is falling, when we come around, all that matters is to focus on us God. We can sit down and talk to Him, learn from Him and grow in Him. The rest of the stuff in the room loses it's meaning.

Everyone likes to have something to do, having something entertaining them. Music, friends, video games, sports, television. All of those are awesome things, but sometimes God de-clutters our lives, puts those things to the side so we can have the spiritual main dish- Him.

The Start.

This is the start, of something new, it feels so right, to be here with youuu.

Hopefully that High School Musical song is stuck in your head for days. You're welcome. To the point, though.

God has been putting a lot of things on my heart lately, this new blog is one of them. I'll try to keep it updated as often as possible. Recently, there's been a ton of changes in my life. Some of them don't complety make sense to me, but they're part of God's plans, and that's all I've got to go with. Whatever those plans may be, they're going to be good. Why? Well, because they're God's! He doesn't make bad things.

For I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord, plans to prosper and not to harm you, plans for a hope and a future.
-Jeremiah 29:11

For it is God who works in you to will and to act according to His good purpose.
-Philippians 2:11

So, even when my life seems upside down, things are good. 'Cause when I'm upside down, God can shake the lint out of my head and give me a clearer view of Him. It's cleaning out the spiderwebs, it's refinement.

For anyone who reads this, thank you. Please keep up, cause there might be some cool stuff on here sometimes. :)

-Hannah.