Fire
I sat in prayer the other day with a dear sister pleading
for loved ones and ourselves for many reasons.
One reason was for healing for the both of us. At the time it seemed rather silly to be
praying as we were…well not really, but looking back somewhat…it was so
child-like to me the way we were praying, yeah that’s it. We were praying in our child-like
understanding for healing to come in ways that seemed silly. But it really wasn’t silly. OK I’ll get to the point ;-).
We are going for massages soon and both are really excited
about it. We both desperately need it so our prayer was for the massage to be
God’s vessel in our healing. She prayed
that the hands of the massage therapist would be healing hands (among other
things that slip my mind at the moment); I prayed fire through those hands. Right as I was saying it though it seemed
silly, that God would work through their hands into our bodies as fire. As fire burns away the dross may their hands
burn away the pain in our bodies. I’m
expecting big things from this massage.
As today has worn on though, I’m wondering if God meant more
from that prayer for our bodies than we had imagined. I’m sitting here at my kitchen table and was
minding my own business when a song popped into my head. I originally thought it a random song as
sometimes happens, yet as I’ve thought on the lyrics I’m not so sure. You see, today I’ve been dealing with a lot
of crud. Different darts that the enemy
has thrown at me have hit and nearly caused a world of hurt. The song? Disciple’s “Draw the Line”. The lyrics are just so on it…just right on
for me today. Well the me that chooses
to “Draw the Line”.
This is the interesting part. The song talks of drawing a line, that this
is where the old man dies and goes no more.
Throughout the song there is talk of failure and how much the singer has
messed up. These very thoughts have
pervaded my whole today, tried to leave me incapacitated for any good or wise
purpose today. I refused to give in
though, at least physically. Mentally,
however, I’m sure the enemy felt he had me pretty beat. Well, sir…This is where I draw the line.
I refuse to let Satan take over in such a fashion. I refuse to be taken in by the lies of not
being good enough, pretty enough, or enough of any other thing. I choose to let my King and Defender fight my
battles and I draw the line. The old me
dies, the new me (created in God’s image) will rise.
Oh, I didn’t even get to the fire part of the song to relate
what we had prayed just days ago!
Further in the song he sings of burning up, to set him on fire and burn
him up! What does fire do? Duh, it
burns, but it burns the dross away so that the reflection of the Creator can be
better seen in the final product.
Burn me up Lord, set me on fire, burn me all the way!
Draw the Line
Another crash, another fall, another failure
Another choice I don't want to remember
Been here too many times
Every day's another fight
I'm at war with the person I could be
Give me a chance and I'll mess up a good thing
But this is where it ends
Yeah, this is where it ends
chorus:
This is where I draw the line
This is the where the old me dies
Light a match, let it burn, kiss it goodbye,
Giving up what I was
This is where I draw the line
(whoa)
Another battle I've lost fighting solo
How many times must I learn what I already know?
Can't do this on my own
I wasn't meant to fight alone
So I'm lifting my hands in surrender
Take my faults and my flaws, make me better
Cause this is where I end: right where You begin
(chorus)
Another choice I don't want to remember
Been here too many times
Every day's another fight
I'm at war with the person I could be
Give me a chance and I'll mess up a good thing
But this is where it ends
Yeah, this is where it ends
chorus:
This is where I draw the line
This is the where the old me dies
Light a match, let it burn, kiss it goodbye,
Giving up what I was
This is where I draw the line
(whoa)
Another battle I've lost fighting solo
How many times must I learn what I already know?
Can't do this on my own
I wasn't meant to fight alone
So I'm lifting my hands in surrender
Take my faults and my flaws, make me better
Cause this is where I end: right where You begin
(chorus)
Whoa, whoa,
Set me on fire,
Set me on fire,
Burn me up, burn me up, burn me all the way,
Til there's nothing left but You
Burn me up, burn me up, burn me all the way,
Til there's nothing left but You
Set me on fire, cuz'...
This is where I draw the line
This is the where the old me dies
Light a match, let it burn, kiss it goodbye,
Giving up what I was
This is where I draw the line
Burn me up, burn me up,
Burn me all the way,
Til there's nothing left but You
Burn me up, burn me up,
Burn me all the way,
Til there's nothing left but You
This is where I draw the line
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