Friday, October 19, 2012




“I’ll embrace dreams again when I can breath again                                                         
                                                        & at that point I won’t be needing them.

It became clear to me that I was fighting a war I couldn’t win…you don’t make it on your own merit;
                         only royalty inherits the Kingdom.
 

& that’s a system good intentions can’t help.
 

Your courage is not good here so don’t try to excel
what a sad day when you realize 
nothing
can               
change.                     

The revolution didn’t leave you- it never came.

It’s all a joke:
there are no heroes, just those of us with high hopes
(its just not that simple)

I’m not trying to save it all- 

           just 

                             want 

                                             to 

create                                                                                

a                                                                                                 
        
r i p p l e.                                                                    

Wednesday, October 17, 2012

Risk Love 2012

What a week! God was surely doing big things. Though, I only got to participate in two events- I knew God was moving through LifePoint all week long! I feel so blessed to be able to be apart of Risk Love 2012 and furthering His kingdom.

"..  and we are homeward bound.
& I... I want this more than life.
To touch something real..

Will help your wounds heal .."

One of the two things I had the opportunity to do was clean up good ol' Northwestern High. My family & I did this last year, and we were so happy to do it again. I took a break from working for a little while though and snapped a few shots and prayed over all the lockers and desks(my personal/little way of risking love.)

I invite you to be praying that God will be moving through Northwestern. & that those students and teachers will be supremely blessed. Also for all the places that Risk Love took our church this week.

Let our movement be permanent and strong.
Let it be evident that God is alive and full of love. & grace. & peace.
Let our freedom through Him be evident in our daily lives.
Let our actions come from an authentic heart.
Let this fire not die out- but grow brighter.
                                                                        & brighter.
                                                                                     & brighter.
Until the whole world is singing- 
Hallelujah.













 * I, Emily McCormick, took all of these photos.

Be blessed.

Sunday, October 14, 2012

& I will wait, I will wait for You

Those days that you just simply want to be done. Done with what? School, this town, this heartache. That is, definitely, today.
But I think I'm so tired because I'm trying so hard to move on from the past, trust completely in God and my heart isn't even breaking for my own but it's breaking. It's breaking for the hearts that don't know of the higher and holier God that is yearning for them. It's that there are still  starving people not even around the world, but in  OUR OWN community; the injustice with all the wars in Syria, Libya, Rwanda, Uganda, & so on; the ridiculous quarrels and competition between companies even.
If this is our society now.. what about our society, say 10 years from now? 
(Will it still be countless promises for change?)

The solution though.. is so, so terribly simple.
It's to love. 
It's to live out compassion. 
& our passions God has given us.
To put aside our judgements, our hatred, our pride, our sinful nature and love. Can we do it though? Can we rise to the challenge of rebelling against our own society?

That, friends, is why I am just exhausted and ready to be finished.
Ready to have my degree so I can give people hope & heart to go another day. But to not go another day without Him.
Ready to leave everything behind & get out of the comfort zone of my home.
Ready to stop wondering why in the world I hear so many people, day-to-day, saying how they want to be the change and start living their lives differently but are too distracted by their boyfriends, girlfriends, technology, their school, their social life, cars, money- to act on their words.  Have you ever wondered that?  
Am I really the only one who wants to see a movement? 

Not just change- not just tattooed words on bodies that are hoping for inspirations.
Not just change- not just lyrics in a song saying they are going to be best.
Not just change- not just making famous pieces of art of a child that is starving and hoping maybe somebody will get something out of it.
Not just change- not just saying empty words like "Tomorrow I will do something to make a positive influence not only in God's kingdom but in this world full of broken people."

A. MOVEMENT.
A movement that will change this world forever. A movement that will change lives when you tell people why and who you are getting that verse permanently seared on God's temple for. A movement that will show the emotion in a person's life of poverty, it will show that yes, they are starving but no they do not want your pity, they want authentic care. A movement that won't mean just becoming something great or making more money than those people that put you down once- it will mean that you are going to become a better person yourself and forgive that person and love on them.
A movement that will mean you will stop what you are doing right then and there and do something different to make a positive influence.

People will not remember the words that you have said, but they will, I guarantee they will, remember the things that you have done. They aren't going to remember when you simply said something about volunteering or reading your bible or having authentic worship- they're gonna remember when they see you being Christ's hands and feet.
If you aren't "religious"? It still applies to you. Why? Because you cannot deny that you don't see the poverty of a child who is supposed to be 10 years old but could barely pass for a 3 year old and say your heart isn't moved in a way you cannot ignore. You can still do something. Whether you donate, go there, volunteer- it's up to you.

But please. Let's stop these empty promises.
Act. Create a movement. It's never too late. Right now. Move.

Tired? Yes. Passionate? Definitely. Alone on this? Quite possibly.
Am I giving up? Definitely not.
(I wait for the day that He gives me rest, but I refuse to stop trying even for a minute. 
I may be done with today but He isn't done with us.)
“Then this humanlike figure touched me again 
& gave me strength. 
He said, ‘Don’t be afraid, beloved... 
Peace. 
Everything is going to be all right. 
Take courage. 
Be strong."