Oh.My.Goodness. YES! This is exactly what goes on when I’m trying to write!
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“Glorious Day” by Kristian Stanfill/Passion is so amazing. I LOVE this song.
I was buried beneath my shame. But in God’s loving grace and mercy, He CALLED OUT TO ME and I RAN OUT OF THAT GRAVE!
No longer am I held back by my guilt and shame. No longer am I a lost sinner! I am a CHILD OF GOD and I am FREE!
All of us want our mistakes to be hidden. We want our past to be….our past! However, according to Kyle Idleman in his book Grace is Greater, “To fully embrace God’s grace is to fully embrace our own NEED for that grace.”
We must own up to our mistakes and realize that God’s grace covers it all! We are HIS children now and nothing, I repeat, nothing can separate us from Him.
38 And I am convinced that nothing can ever separate us from God’s love. Neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither our fears for today nor our worries about tomorrow—not even the powers of hell can separate us from God’s love. 39 No power in the sky above or in the earth below—indeed, nothing in all creation will ever be able to separate us from the love of God that is revealed in Christ Jesus our Lord.
Romans 8:38-39
I was buried beneath my shame
Who could carry that kind of weight?
It was my tomb
‘Til I met YouI was breathing, but not alive
All my failures I tried to hide
It was my tomb
‘Til I met YouYou called my name
Then I ran out of that grave
Out of the darkness
Into Your glorious day
You called my name
And I ran out of that grave
Out of the darkness
Into Your glorious dayNow Your mercy has saved my soul
Now Your freedom is all that I know
The old made new
Jesus, when I met You, whoa, what a dayWhen you called my name
And I ran out of that grave
Out of the darkness
Into Your glorious day
You called my name
Then I ran out of that grave
Out of the darkness
Into Your glorious dayI needed rescue
My sin was heavy
But chains break at the weight of Your glory
I needed shelter
I was an orphan
But You call me a citizen of Heaven
When I was broken
You were my healing
Now Your love is the air that I’m breathing
I have a future
My eyes are open‘Cause when you called my name
Kristian Stanfill/Passion, “Glorious Day”
I ran out of that grave
Out of the darkness
Into Your glorious day
You called my name
And I ran out of that grave
Out of the darkness
Into Your glorious day
