Mirrors and Windy Mountaintops

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I do quite a bit of rear view mirror looking on this blog. You may have realized that. ūüôā But, there’s a part of me that knows¬†that staying on¬†the Scenic Route requires me to¬†do routine¬†glances backwards. In recovery we called it “keeping it green.”

I¬†look¬†back to learn. I¬†look back to remember. I look back to see, again, what one all-powerful God can do in one girl’s¬†heart, a heart that was terrified of letting go and trusting.

On a side note, if¬†I ever get tired of¬†looking back and thanking¬†Him for the journey, then I think it may¬†be an indication that I’m venturing away from this¬†scenic path and a serious heart check may be in order.

This morning, a guest post I wrote several years ago came to mind. It was this rear view mirror post about how God blows me away with His ability to transform us…first our hearts…and then our lives. I smile, my lip quivers, and my eyes get all leaky just thinking about the¬†journey¬†again. ¬†Thank you, Lord.

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Yesterday, I was talking to a friend about grace. In addition to wisdom and understanding, I’ve been praying for grace…¬†accepting it for myself, giving it to others and receiving it from others.

I’ll be learning lots of new things next week. I’ll be walking into¬†unfamiliar territory. I’ll be meeting¬†new people. I’ve been praying God would prepare hearts, my heart and the hearts of those around me.

Not sure what it is about David Crowder songs lately, but here’s another one making my soul sing today.

Up on the mountain,
Where You took this heart of stone,
Put life back in these bones,
This I know

Keep blowing us away, Lord!

Up on the mountain,
Where Your love captured me,
Where finally I’m free,
This I know.
Up on the mountain,
Where You taught my soul to sing,
Amazing grace the sweetest thing,
This I know.

And then the storm rushing in,
And here I am again,
This I know.

Take me up to where I was,
When I never wanted more than You.
Lift me up to feel your touch,
It wouldn’t be that much for You.
This I know.
This I know.
This I know.
This I know.

Up on the mountain,
Where You took me by the hand,
Taught me to dance again,
This I know.
Up on the mountain,
Where You took this heart of stone,
Put life back in these bones,
This I know.

Take me up to where I was,
When I never wanted more than You.
Lift me up to feel your touch,
It wouldn’t be that much for You.
This I know
This I know
This I know
This I know

– David Crowder

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