Stay.

He blew my mind again.

When you walk with
Him,
You will have a beautiful life story.

And it won't just be beautiful,
it'll be so powerful,
it can change lives
in ways beyond your imagination.

He doesn't look for spectacular talents.
He only looks for
a willing heart -
a heart that stays true
through the darkest times.

A heart that chooses to believe
even when things don't look good.

I see a picture -

That fire can only come,
when the
living sacrifice
steps up onto the altar.

Fire will come upon it.
The living sacrifice will burn -
and an
aroma will rise up;

a fragrance so strong and powerful -
it carries healing in it.
It doesn't just heal you,
but it overflows into
as many other hearts as possible.

This fragrance travels
to the farthest corners of the world.
It can penetrate the finest cracks
of every boundary

and touch the hurting hearts
and fill them up
to make them
whole.

The fire will not cease,
as long as the
living sacrifice stays.
And it will be difficult to stay -

again and again,
threats will put fear on it.
It seduces the living sacrifice
to step down from the altar
'...because it's too difficult, too burdensome to bear this fire.'

The Father of Lies will not relent -
it will always prowl around the altar
to deceive you,
to steal your destiny
and destroy your life completely.

They come like mighty waves
crashing onto your every side.
I've bitten my lips
and only clung on tighter.
I've learned that the best way
to stay on,
is to get to the lowest,
to kneel and press myself closer;
my face on the ground.

And it is at this time,
Love and its fire will
pour down on me;
It consumes me,
and takes over my being-

Until it's no longer I who live -
but someone
Stronger who's living in me.

I have chosen to stay on it,
because I have given myself to people -
lived my life for people,
yet been dirtied and misused by them.
And I know the difference.

I've allowed a few pairs of hands
to hold my heart -
and how they've dirtied them.
I thought my sacrifice of love and dedication to them
would always pay off -
but this sacrifice always ended up in
the worst stench.

How good can it smell
when it comes from a
decayed heart?

I don't like people to handle my heart.
People can't handle one another's heart well - most of the time.
Only Perfect Love can.

And since the day I gave my heart to
Him,
even through the darkest days,
the cruelest circumstances,
His being
has preserved me.

His reality flows into
and out of my life.
Seeing Love
healing people,
bringing colours to dull hearts,
and light into darkened lives,

I'm only more convinced,
and determined
to stay,

and let this fire
burn
forever.

Your love has seen me
through all my days

I stand here by your grace

On this altar
I've written my life

Tells of a story
I have with you my
Love

I really want the world to know.

You are my forever
and forever
I'm with you.

Forever I will sing
But greatest honour will always be
to stay
and be with you, my
King.

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