tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-188521072011-04-21T18:25:04.745-07:00Lacy Haugannoreply@blogger.comBlogger21100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18852107.post-1141762136685014472006-03-07T12:05:00.000-08:002006-03-07T12:08:56.696-08:00And You alone will be our home<br /><br />You move with justice in Your hand<br />But You judge with mercy in Your heart<br />You bring healing to the broken ones<br />And strength to the weak<br />Yeah, but You still have time for me<br /><br />And You alone will be our home<br />Your hand is strong enough to save us<br />We will bring our lives to You with elation<br /><br />Your love is bigger than our fear<br />Your grace more powerful than sin<br />Your heart is open wide to everyone<br />Everyone.<br />You let every captive in<br />Come in!<br /><br />And You alone will be our home<br />Your hand is strong enough to save us<br />We will bring our lives to You with elation<br /><br />We’re here with heaven in our eyes<br />We work as light here in the dark<br />We dare to live Your kingdom come Your will be done<br />Your kingdom come till you’re the King of every heart<br /><br />And You alone will be our home<br />Your hand is strong enough to save us<br />We will bring our lives to You with elation<br /><br /> -100 Hours<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18852107-114176213668501447?l=hauganthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Lacy Haugannoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18852107.post-1131670737122167682005-11-10T16:38:00.000-08:002005-12-06T16:15:56.403-08:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5012/659/1600/girlfriendface.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 196px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 164px" height="182" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5012/659/320/girlfriendface.jpg" width="210" border="0" /></a>There have been a number of times in my life with God when I have been just going about my daily business, and all of a sudden I feel this strong tugging that just won't go away. Like a child pulling on my shirt, or someone tapping their finger on my shoulder over and over. It's an obvious attempt to get my attention. And it happened this week.<br /><br />I absoluetly love it when God does that. I mean how amazing is it that the God of all the universe (which fits neatly into His hand, by the way), the God who has access to billions of people on the planet, not to mention really cool heavenly beings to fellowship with - how amazing is it that this Person will tug on my shirt to get my attention.<br /><br />I seem busy...He looks, He waits, He ponders...still busy...I wonder if she'll notice Me if I just lightly tap on her shoulder. Tap, tap, tap... She looks up briefly as if distracted from her work...then begins to type again. I know she is busy. I like the good work that she does. But just for a minute, maybe we could talk. Tug, tug, tug... She feels the pull and slowly finds a stopping place in her work. Tap, tap, tap... And then she realizes: it's Him. A deep breath and a rushing in her heart, and then she asks smiling, "What, Lord?"<br /><br />And that's when it happens. He shares things that I know are what He wants, because He brought it up, not me. He shares His heart, His desires, His true thoughts. I have not convinced Him of something this time, I have not begged for it, I have not schemed up the idea myself, for it was He who pursued me to talk. Amazing. Simply amazing that God Himself has things on His heart that He wants to share with me. Even more amazing that He will seek me out to do that.<br /><br />And when I feel that tug, that gentle yet increasingly more persistent tap on my shoulder (I actually feel it in my stomach, not on my shoulder), my heart races with delight, fear, and excitement. For the things that He says these times are the kind that often require action, faith, and getting out into my risk zone.<br /><br />Tap on me, Lord. Tug on me. And interrupt me from my work. I long to be sought after by You. I long to know what is on Your heart to share. Tug on me.<br /><br />Lacy<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18852107-113167073712216768?l=hauganthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Lacy Haugannoreply@blogger.com2