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The Love of God

The Love of God
By: Rich Mullins

There’s a wideness in God’s mercy
I cannot find in my own
And He keeps His fire burning
To melt this heart of stone
Keeps me aching with a yearning
Keeps me glad to have been caught
In the reckless raging fury
That they call the love of God

Now I’ve seen no band of angels
But I’ve heard the soldiers’ songs
Love hangs over them like a banner
Love within them leads them on
To the battle on the journey
And it’s never gonna stop
Ever widening their mercies
And the fury of His love

Oh the love of God
And oh the love of God
The love of God

Joy and sorrow are this ocean
And in their every ebb and flow
Now the Lord a door has opened
That all Hell could never close
Here I’m tested and made worthy
Tossed about but lifted up
In the reckless raging fury
That they call the love of God

Five Minute Friday – Friend

5-minute-friday-11. Write for 5 minutes flat – no editing, no over thinking, no backtracking. (OK, I have to edit, I just do.) 2. Link back here and invite others to join in. 3. Then visit the person who linked up before you & encourage them in their comments.

Please give me your best five minutes on:


That word holds so many definitions, emotions, and thoughts. Every one uses his/her past to mold a definition for that word. This is not done consciencely, rather in the depths of what makes a person unique. It just happens.

As a second born, middle child, I can tell you that friends hold a special place in my life. The more, the merrier. I’ve been blessed to have AMAZING friendships throughout all stages of my life. Some come and go at just the right time and others are as steady as the sunrise and sunset. All are beautiful and enhance life in more ways than human words can explain.

Recently I had a day akin to “Alexander and The Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day”. When I was a teacher, I read that book to my Pre-K students every year to ensure them that even if you had a bad day, things will get better. I loved that book. Apparently I still do :).

Anyway, my day went from bad to worse and all I wanted to do was talk with a friend. Someone who would understand the disappointment and pain so I sent a text and immediately got a response. We planned to walk… and talk. She had a bad day as well.

After walking about 1/2 mile I fell – flat on my face. All I could do was stay where I was and cry and yell, “THIS HAS BEEN MY WHOLE DAY!” I sobbed. It was literally the physical manifestation of how my day had been.

When I finally got up enough to to sit on the sidewalk, there was my friend…. sitting there crying with me.

THAT is a good friend. Someone who does not try to make things better, but feels your pain and suffers with you.

God, in his mercy, created the idea of a friend. He certainly knew that we’d fall flat on our faces at times and would need someone to be there.