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Do Not Move

The devil wants me to be shaken.  The devil wants my faith to falter. He wants my trust in you to be broken.  He wants me to move.  He wants me to budge.  He wants me to step away from your will.  He wants to shake me up. But I DON'T WANT TO MOVE.  I will not.  I refuse to be shaken.  I refuse to be moved by him.  The one who ravages this world with evil, hatred, greed, entitlement, abuse, sickness, destruction is the SAME ONE who HAS to bow before you because of YOUR name.  King Jesus, I will not move.  I will not be shaken.


I am a sinner, redeemed and set free, who reflects your LOVE, your POWER, and your RIGHTEOUS ANGER for the orphan.



However, wherever, you want me to fulfill my call, I'll do it.  My life is yours.  I belong to you.  Your sacrifice set ME free, so my life will be a sacrifice for you.  It doesn't make sense to other people, but it's not supposed to. I am foreign in this land.  I am living in a world that I can't call home.  A place surrounded by hatred, evil, wretch, filth, brokenness.  This world is evil. This world is ravaged by Satan, but I am not.

I am YOUR vessel. The one you chose to remind GENERATIONS of people that your name is worth remembering. To remind them that we were all orphans, but you saved us. To remind people that your name is the only one that promises eternal life. To remind them that living their lives with only themselves in mind will result in an eternity of hell. To remind them that only your name can give peace, life, love, worthiness, faithfulness, and trust. You chose me so that I would choose YOU when I don't understand why things of this world happen.

You chose me to reflect YOUR truth. To reflect YOU.

And rescue is coming. Thank you Lord.



"I will not be moved. I don't think I could. I don't want to move. And I don't think I should.  I don't want to move. No, I don't want to move. I don't want to move. And I don't think I could.

The costliest of costs.
The deadliest of loss
The wonder of the cross
The Breath of life that stops
The hope of heaven bought
The wonder of the cross
The wonder of the cross"

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