Shouting Grounds

Okay, it’s time to return to regular blogging. To kick things off, let’s begin with some heart-thumping music from Crowder’s “Shouting Grounds”:

Take me to the shouting grounds
A prodigal lost was found
I should be dead right now
But I am alive

I just want to see your face
You’re calling me from my grave
Take me to the shouting grounds
It’s gonna get loud

Dead man come walkin’ out
When you hear the sound of mercy
Dead man come shouting out
Get out the ground you’re breathing
All who were once asleep are waking up to sing

No grave gonna hold me down
Can you hear the sound of saving?
No grave gonna hold me down
Can you feel the ground it’s shaking?
All who were once asleep are waking up to sing

Music Monday: Death Was Arrested

[Verse 1]
Alone in my sorrow and dead in my sin
Lost without hope with no place to begin
Your love Made a way to let mercy come in
When death was arrested and my life began

[Verse 2]
Ash was redeemed only beauty remains
My orphan heart was given a name
My mourning grew quiet my feet rose to dance
When death was arrested and my life began

[Chorus]
Oh your grace so free
Washes over me
You have made me new
Now life begins with you
It’s your endless love
Pouring down on us
You have made us new
Now life begins with you

[Verse 3]
Released from my chains I’m a prisoner no more
My shame was a ransom he faithfully bore
He cancelled my debt and he called me his friend
When death was arrested and my life began

[Verse 4]
Our savior displayed on a criminal’s cross
Darkness rejoiced as though heaven had lost
But then Jesus arose with our freedom in hand
That’s when death was arrested and my life began
That’s when death was arrested and my life began

[Chorus]
Oh your grace so free
Washes over me
You have made me new
Now life begins with you
It’s your endless love
Pouring down on us
You have made us new
Now life begins with you

[Bridge]
We’re free free
Forever we’re free
Come join the song
Of all the redeemed
Yes we’re free free
Forever amen
When death was arrested and my life began (x2)
That’s when death was arrested and my life began

Music Monday: Do not stand at my grave and weep

Aside from the slightly Pagan overtones ;-), I’ve recently really been enjoying “Do not stand at my grave and weep” by Leah:

Do not stand at my grave and weep;
I am not there. I do not sleep.
When you awaken in the morning’s hush
I am the swift uplifting rush

I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.

Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there. I did not die.

Music Monday: Come On Home

Come On Home by Brady Troops:

Verse 1:
Haven’t seen you ’round here for awhile
I mentioned your name and I saw him smile
Sittin’ on the front porch waiting x2
Every little one to him belongs
You might be weak but he is strong
Sittin’ on the front porch waiting x2

Chorus:
So come on home, come on home
Though you left, He couldn’t forget
Just just come on home

Verse 2:
Love and pain you’ve known to well
Been backed right down to the gates of hell
Sittin’ on the front porch waiting x2
But mercy’s reach is within your grasp
You’ll find it where you found it last
Sittin’ on the front porch waiting x2

Bridge:
Can you see his eyes, they search for you
Can you feel his cries, they long for you
They long for you, They long for you

Music Monday: Mended

Today’s song is “Wounded” by Matthew West:

When you see broken beyond repair
I see healing beyond belief
When you see too far gone
I see one step away from home

How many times can one heart break?
It was never supposed to be this way
Look in the mirror, but you find someone you never thought you’d be

Oh, but I can still recognize
The one I love in your tear stained eyes
I know you might not see him now, so lift your eyes to me

When you see nothing but damaged goods
I see something good in the making
I’m not finished yet
When you see wounded, I see mended

You see your worst mistake
But I see the price I paid
And there’s nothing you could ever do, to lose what grace has won

So hold on, it’s not the end
No, this is where love’s work begins
I’m making all things new
And I will make a miracle of you

I see my child, my beloved
The new creation you’re becoming
You see the scars from when you fell
But I see the stories they will tell

You see worthless, I see priceless
You see pain, but I see a purpose
You see unworthy, undeserving
But I see you through eyes of mercy

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