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.ok.go.

.To. say the least these past two weeks have been the most difficult spiritually and mentally.

.Personally. these past couple weeks have been amazing in feeling God super close and present.

.I. have seen and been a part of God revealing His truth...moving and uprooting things...to allow Truth to grow. I have been able to worship Him in ways that only pain and confusion can bring up. God is moving in such huge ways that I just want to shout at the top of the mountain "Look at what my God is doing! Look at Him move!"

.To. recount a conversation I had with a dear dear friend "I am just really proud of God and who he is and what he is doing. I feel like I want to make him cookies for being so good!" Yep...I actually said that. That's how I am with God. Just real and honest...it's who I am...I can't help it.

.I. know that in my own personal life I have had God rip out things that I was believing and clinging on to and living in to replace with himself and HIS truth. As painful and destructive as it is to have those things removed...what comes up and out of the destruction is absolutely beautiful and amazing...and causes my heart to worship.

.Over. this past week the song that best explains how I feel is the song by Chris Tomlin. "How Great is Our God".

The splendor of a King
Clothed in majesty
Let all the earth rejoice
All the earth rejoice

He wraps Himself in light
And darkness tries to hide
It trembles at His voice
Trembles at His voice

How great is our God, sing with me
How great is our God and all will see
How great, how great is our God

Age to age, He stands
And time is in His hands
Beginning and the end
Beginning and the end

The Godhead Three in One
Father, Spirit, Son
Lion and the Lamb
Lion and the Lamb

How great is our God, sing with me
How great is our God and all will see
How great, how great is our God



.This. brings tears to my eyes just typing those lyrics.

.Oh. how GREAT is our God!

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