Sunday, January 16, 2011

Blessed when you lose your own identity...

Over the past year, I have gone through this whole life re-evaluation thing. So many things have happened to me, I feel like, and it has made me really have to sit down and try to figure out who I am.

I have gone through the saddness that is finishing up high school. I have lost a few friends. I have had my heart broken. I have realized what I need, and what I have not gotten. I have moved out of my houses, and gone to college, and delt with living on my own. I have been talked about behind my back- which is new. I have been stressed more than I ever have been. I have gotten my hopes up more than once, only to have a diappointing end. I have been in more fights with people in the past year and a half than I ever have in my life. Its been a tough while.

However, I've had the most incredible things happen to me too. I have the three most incredible best friends anyone could ask for- Becky, Kelsi, and Zac. I have never known who I am so much as now, I think. Although it came through hurt and a total shatter of my walls, it got me back to my roots. I have gotten closer to my parents than I thought possible- considering I was already very close to them. And I have never seen the need for Christ in my life more clearly.

Things happen for a reason, I'm sure of it. People come into our lives at the exact perfect times to help us go through the worst times in our life. People come into our lives, so that we may go through their toughest times in life with them. We are torn down so that we may be built back up. It doesn't always happen in this way, but for me it did. I've learned that sometimes vulnerability isn't a bad thing. Sometimes, its ok to cry in front of people. I don't always have to be a strong force to be reckond with. Sarcasm isn't always the best. Walls are only as good as you make them. And sometimes, you've got to be fragile and scream your freaking lungs out- Jesus Christ is king.


This song has become my anthem lately, and I feel as though I must share it.


These are words to build a life on
These are Your words how can they be mine
These are words to build a life on
These are Your words I want them to be mine

Blessed are the poor
Blessed are the weak
Blessed are the ones
Who can barely speak

Blessed in your hurt
Blessed in your pain
Blessed when your teardrops
Are falling down like rain

Blessed when you’re broken
Blessed when you’re blind
Blessed when you’re fragile
When you have lost your mind


Blessed when you’re desperate
Blessed when you’re scared
Blessed when you’re lonely
Blessed when you’ve failed

Blessed when you’re beat up
Blessed when you’re bruised
Blessed when you’re tore down
Blessed when you’re used

These are words to build a life on
These are Your words how can they be mine
These are words to build a life on
These are Your words I want them to be mine

Blessed when you’re heartbroke
Blessed when you’re fired
Blessed when you’re choked up
Blessed when you’re tired

Blessed when the plans
That you so carefully laid
End up in the junkyard
With all the trash you made

Blessed when you feel like
Giving up the ghost
Blessed when your loved ones
Are the ones who hurt you most


Blessed when you lose your
Own identity
Then blessed when you find it
And it has been redeemed


Blessed when you see what
Your friends can never be
Blessed with your eyes closed
Then blessed you see Me

These are words to build a life on
These are Your words how can they be mine
These are words to build a life on
These are Your words I want them to be mine

Blessed when you’re hungry
Blessed when you thirst
Cause that’s when you will eat of
The bread that matters most

Blessed when you’re put down
Because of me you’re dissed
Because of me you’re kicked out
They take you off their list

You know you’re on the mark
You know you’ve got it right
You are to be my salt
You are to be my light

So bring out all the flavor
In the feast of this My world
And light up all the colors
Let the banner be unfurled

Shout it from the rooftops
Let the trumpets ring
Sing your freaking lungs out
Jesus Christ is King!

Jesus is my Savior
Jesus is divine
Jesus is my answer
Jesus is my life


These are words to build a life on
These are Your words how can they be mine
These are words to build a life on
These are Your words I want them to be mine

Give us ears that we may hear them
voice that we may sing them
life that we may live them
hope that we may give them
hearts that we can feel them
eyes that we can see them
thoughts that we may think them
tongues that we may speak Your words


~Hannah~

1 comment:

  1. I have come to learn that we are to be the recipients of God's covenant with Abraham:

    We are blessed in order to be conduits of blessing into the world in which we live.

    Sometimes the blessing isn't what we want.
    Sometimes the blessing includes pain.
    Sometimes we get what we want, yet find it wasn't what we expected.
    Sometimes the blessing is beautiful and so full that it overflows.

    But we must receive the blessings of God.
    We must live in that blessing and interpret it.
    That takes time.
    We then become a blessing to others,
    Because how the blessing changes us,
    We become
    recipients of
    witnesses of
    and purveyors of
    grace.
    And that is good...

    Dad

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