{"id":4801,"date":"2015-08-19T22:25:28","date_gmt":"2015-08-20T02:25:28","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/debmillswriter.com\/?p=4801"},"modified":"2015-08-19T22:38:07","modified_gmt":"2015-08-20T02:38:07","slug":"worship-wednesday-til-i-met-you-laura-story","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/debmillswriter.com\/?p=4801","title":{"rendered":"Worship Wednesday – Til I Met You – Laura Story"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"Debbie<\/a><\/p>\n

“I will restore to you the years of the locusts…” – Joel 2:25<\/a><\/p>\n

If ever a song spoke to my deepest heart hurts, it’s this one. Laura Story’s Til I Met You<\/em><\/strong>. In my younger years, even after coming to faith in God as a child, I strayed far from Him. If you were a casual friend, you might not have noticed. I was in church, and fairly\u00a0religious. That was the problem…I spent years tuning my affections toward the cheap shininess of the world, and missed a joy-filled intimacy with God…all at that same time.<\/p>\n

He wasn’t the One who moved. I had walked away…deceiving myself that I was still following Him, serving Him, devoted to Him.<\/p>\n

Then, like the Prodigal Son<\/a>, I woke up to the darkness in my own heart and remembered where I belonged. By God’s grace, I\u00a0crawled out of\u00a0the pit dug with my own poor choices. Laura Story’s song Til I Met You <\/em>could be my testament of a life restored – not by my own resolve or a force of nature but\u00a0– a genuine encounter with God Himself.<\/p>\n

I first met God as a nine-year-old. Unchurched until two years before, I was not schooled in the person of God. Even as a child, I became an eager student of Him. The Truth of God’s Word was so freeing for my little heavy heart. Even then, I knew the weight of sin – the wanting to be good and kind and helpful and the chronic tripping over myself in failure.<\/p>\n

When I heard it was possible to be forgiven of that sin and to experience the power of God in my life, enabling me to become more and more like Jesus, I was completely captivated and drawn to Him.<\/p>\n

Three\u00a0different occasions\u00a0I lost touch with God and my place as His child. Brief but significant periods in my mid-teens, mid-20s, and mid-30s. Sin and self-justification had wormed their way into my heart. For a season, even in the midst of being involved with church, I went my own way. The joy and peace that were mine in following Christ drained out of me as if I were a cracked vessel.<\/p>\n

Then, like in Laura Story’s song, the darkness of my sin and deception was illuminated by the Spirit of God, and I saw what mattered. What really mattered. My relationship with the Lord.<\/p>\n

It’s been many years now, and the Prodigal is home for good. I understand so well Peter’s response to Jesus, when Jesus asked His disciples if they would leave Him:<\/p>\n

So Jesus said to the twelve, “You do not want to go away also, do you?” Simon Peter answered Him, “Lord, to whom shall we go? You have words of eternal life.<\/span> “We have believed and have come to know that You are the Holy One of God.”<\/em> – John 6:67-69<\/a><\/strong><\/p>\n

When we have an encounter with God, and receive Him in saving faith, He begins a transformation in us that trumps anything the world holds out there for us. He adopts us into His family; we are His. What happened before…the terrible choices, the regret, the brokenness –\u00a0are carried away by His perfect love for His children.<\/p>\n

Worship<\/a> with me. If you are still struggling in some dark pit of your own choosing, He will set you free from that. I know. He did it for me.<\/p>\n

I’ve known pain and deep regret
\nI’ve known the weight of my mistakes like the back of my hand
\nI’ve known deception and all its games
\nI’ve known the way it feels to drown in my own shame<\/p>\n

But I never knew love
\nI never knew truth
\nI never peace, the sweet release that brought me through
\nI never knew freedom, what grace could do
\nThe broken chains, the hope that saves, a life made new
\nTill I met You.<\/p>\n

I’ve known rejections
\nI’ve bought the lie that I could never overcome the hurt inside
\nWith arms of mercy You reach for me
\nTore the veil away and gave me eyes to see
\nYou’re all I need<\/p>\n

And I never knew love
\nI never knew truth
\nI never peace, the sweet release that brought me through
\nI never knew freedom, what grace could do
\nThe broken chains, the hope that saves, a life made new
\nTill I met You (I’m accepting I was hopeless)
\nTill I met You (I was stumbling in the darkness)<\/p>\n

I never knew love
\nI never knew truth
\nI never peace, the sweet release; You’re the one Who brought me through.
\nAnd I never knew freedom, what grace could do
\nThe broken chains, the hope that saves, a life made new
\nTill I met You (till I met You)
\nTill I met You (till I met You)
\nTill I met You<\/p>\n

Do You Know Jesus? – The Gospel in Four Minutes<\/em><\/a><\/p>\n

Why I Hate Religion, But Love Jesus<\/em> – Spoken Word – Jefferson Bethke<\/a><\/p>\n

Lyrics to Til I Met You<\/em><\/a><\/p>\n

YoUTube Video – Official Lyric Video – Til I Met You – Laura Story<\/a><\/p>\n

Story Behind the Song – Til I Met You<\/a><\/p>\n

Laura Story Music<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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