I cry so easily now when I get overwhelmed by the goodness of God.
I’ve been sitting on Kruses porch this morning trying to summarize thoughts about India into a two-page letter while listening to “Your Love is A Song” by Switchfoot (lyrics below). And I did it again. Cried that is. What else can I do when I stand in the face of someone so powerful and so worthy, yet someone who cares to take everything he is and tend to my heart with such gentility and patience and such stubbornness to refuse to let me remain as I am?
Ooh, your love is a symphony
All around me, running through me
Ooh, your love is a melody
Underneath me, running to me
With my eyes wide open
I’ve been keeping my hopes unbroken…
About Me
- Danielle
- Life is full of disappointments, pain, vulnerabilities. And in the midst of them moments of transformation pressing thin stems out of brokenness. In the past two years I have fallen in love and broken an engagement, mucked through subtleties of spiritual abuse, loved someone and watched them turn tail and run. Currently I work for a church, and the seeming reduction of God to programs and paperwork often leaves me raw and groping for more. It all finds me on a journey with grief, wrestling with myself and God, putting down honest words, and faced with more questions than I have answers. God fights to show me the mercy within the severe.
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