Lead me to the Cross

“Lead Me To The Cross” United (Hillsong United)

Savior I come
Quiet my soul remember
Redemption’s hill
Where Your blood was spilled
For my ransom
Everything I once held dear
I count it all as lost

[Chorus:]
Lead me to the cross
Where Your love poured out
Bring me to my knees
Lord I lay me down
Rid me of myself
I belong to You
Lead me, lead me to the cross

You were as I
Tempted and trialed
Human
The word became flesh
Bore my sin and death
Now you’re risen

Everything I once held dear
I count it all as lost

[Chorus]

To your heart
To your heart
Lead me to your heart
Lead me to your heart

Waking up with a song always makes me happy and sometimes makes me wonder what I was thinking about through the night. What was on my heart as I drifted off to sleep? Perhaps that matters little. Perhaps what matters is being open to listening to the song. What is God speaking? How is God nudging my heart? Where am I going? Am I listening? Not only am I listening but am I doing?

Lead me to the cross, Where Your love poured out, Bring me to my knees, Lord I lay me down, Rid me of myself, I belong to You, Lead me, lead me to the cross

these words, over and over. Comforting and challenging all in the same moment. The Cross a place of woundedness and healing. The Cross where I lay all of who I am at the Feet of Jesus. The Cross where Love pours forth asking me to give that which I’ve received. The Cross where being on my knees is strength, not weakness. The Cross where love helps me find no only who I am, but who I am to become. Where I can be, we can be broken. and loved, recognize who we are as well loved kids of God.

Living in God’s Love takes time and practice and patience. It takes a willingness to return to the Cross, to carry my own cross and use that which seems a weakness to give love to myself and others. To bring me to my knees in prayer for people instead of holding onto anger and pain. Sometimes praying for people to experience God’s love in a deep and profound way is healing. It reminds me of their woundedness, that they experience pain, they bear a cross…and that they have something beautiful to offer – whether I can see it or not.

Quilting has it’s challenges all the way through. Our earliest quilts often are the most difficult to look at as we have the least experience. What we see is where the points don’t quite match, the quilting is wonky, the batting is pulling through (yes I’ve done that). What others see is the love we put into it, the love that flows from it.
It’s so easy to see the flaws, challenges, missed points, mismatched seams, because we work 6″ from our quilts. Stepping back we can see the beauty. Like a Monet and Manet up close it’s a mess, from a distance they’re beautiful master pieces. Up close we can see the work and effort, from a distance we can appreciate the beauty.
Even though I struggle with quilting sometimes, it’s well worth the effort to tap into God’s Creative Love. Even though I struggle with being kind and loving it’s worth the effort to tap into God’s love. God’s love and quilting are not all about me. Lord, I lay me down.

God bless!

Teri