Back to the Garden

I asked Him to help the seed of His love to go deep, deep, deeper still.

He said search out His joy and my longing for deep communion would heal.

I have, Lord? Isn’t that the theme of my life story?

He said it is His priveledge to conceal a matter, and searching out its depths is royalty’s glory. (Proverbs 25:2)

Lord, I ask then, “What’s on Your heart?”

He says, “Daughter, go to the very start.”

Adam and Eve, walking with You in the cool of the day? That eventually ended when something stood in the way.

“Who told them they were naked? What caused them to believe the lie? That was the chasm after the start, and it was mended when Your Savior died.

“Though I’ve made a way for all to regain friendship, fig leaves still distort My name.

“The joy of the Lord is your strength, but you must choose to let Me disrobe your shame. (Zechariah 3:35)

“Fig leafs of good deeds. Those are crimson rags. (Isaiah 64:6) Fig leafs of people-pleasing. The root is feeling insecurity with mom or dad. Fig leafs of rebellion. An exchange of false humility for assertive pride. What’s at the root of them all. Fear takes all three on a sad, joy less ride.

“You’ve tried it your way. Now it’s time to surrender to mine.

“Let’s return to Eden. Leave the fig leafs of shame behind.

“The joy of the Lord is your strength. It’s My joy to draw You close. I am Abba Father. I’ll always love You most.

“You don’t have to perform. You don’t even HAVE to give. Rest your head on My loving chest. (Listen to My Truth.)

“This is how you joyfully live.

“Hear that heartbeat? It was once silenced in Christ for you. You were the joy set before Him even before you chose to DO!

“Depth of Relationship focuses on what I say…what I’ve done…religion is about what you can do.

“Those fig leafs of performance could never completely cover you.

“Who said you were naked? Let’s take it back to the start.

Sin said that I was naked, but for the joy set before You, Jesus bled for my restart.

Weights of Heaviness have fallen. I feel lighter today.

“So let’s go back to the Garden, Son. The joy set before me leads the way. Let’s go back to the Garden, Marissa. May my joy in communion be your strength each day.

I love you. I loved you. There’s no greater love than that which ran red. I love you. I love you. I love you. Give me your fig leaves, take righteousness, peace and joy instead.

Walk with Me in the “Cool of the day.” May My Voice be your DAILY BREAD.

🎶Losing My Religion 🎶

by Lauren Diagle

I’ve been an actor on a stage

Playing a role I have to play

I’m getting tired, it’s safe to say

Living behind a masquerade

No more performing out of fear

I’m trying to keep my conscience clear

It all seems so insincere

I’d trade it all to meet You here

I’m losing my religion

I’m losing my religion

Light a match and watch it burn

BUT TO YOUR HEART, I WILL RETURN

No one could love me like You do, no-no-no-no, no-no

So why would I want a substitute

I’m losing my religion

I’m losing my religion

I’m losing my religion

I’m losing my religion

To find You

I’m losing my religion, and finding something new

‘Cause I need something different, and different looks like You

I’m losing my religion, and finding something new

‘Cause I need something different, and different looks like You

Oh, I’m losing my religion

I’m losing my religion

I’m losing my religion

I’m losing my religion

To find You, to find You

To find You, to find You

You