Yearning…

I started a new job on Monday. I love it. I get to interact with tons of people all day. Different people that all have different stories, but there is one common thread in all their stories. They are all yearning for something. Yearning to be noticed. Yearning to be loved. Yearning to be known. Yearning to be accepted. Yearning for so many things that they hope will satisfy.

This got me thinking…What am I yearning for? The same things, really. I just want to be known, loved, accepted, noticed…the only thing different about me and many of the people I see every day is that I know where I can find what I’m yearning for. It’s only in the precious love of Jesus that I’ll ever find my TRUEST sense of being known and loved. 

But it’s also scary, this being known. There are things that I try to hide, things I WANT to hide. But Christ sees them all. I am completely known by him. The okay stuff, and the really, really bad stuff is all known by Him. He loves me anyway. He loves me. Jesus loves ME. It doesn’t get any better than that. 

And I want to yearn for him. 

So how does this fit with my new job? My new job involving coffee and people who yearn for stuff? Well…I’m not sure exactly, but my hope is that through satisfying a physical need (with some awesome coffee and perhaps a pastry?), I’ll be able to point them to the one that will truly satisfy. Man, I love my job.

My foray into the blogging world…

• Main Entry: ²foray
• Function: noun
• Date: 14th century
• 2 : a brief excursion or attempt especially outside one’s accustomed sphere <the novelist’s foray into nonfiction> or…Kimberly’s foray into the blog world. 

At the insistence of my husband, mother in law, and friends, I have started a blog. I actually signed up for wordpress a LONG time ago, but have been too insecure to actually “put myself out there.” And writing a blog is the epitome of putting yourself out there. For all of cyberspace to see.  

Enter “Hear Our Sacred Litany.”

Why that title, you ask? It’s a favorite Indelible Grace song; I’ll let the lyrics speak for themselves:

When we come O Christ to Thee, 
when we bow adoring knee
Hear our prayer, hear our cry!
By Thy victory and strife, 
by the merits of your life
Hear our prayer, hear our cry!
Oh by all the pains and woe, 
suffered once for man below
Listen to our cry — hear our sacred litany!

 By Thy helpless infant years, 
By Thy life of want and tears
Hear our prayer, hear our cry!
By Thy days of sore distress, 
in the savage wilderness
Hear our prayer, hear our cry!
By the dread mysterious hour, 
(of the) insulting tempter’s power
Listen to our cry — hear our sacred litany!

 By the sacred griefs that wept, 
O’er the grave where Laz’rus slept
Hear our prayer, hear our cry!
By the boding tears which flowed, 
over Salem’s loved abode
Hear our prayer, hear our cry!
By Thy hour of dire despair, 
By Thy agony of prayer
Listen to our cry — hear our sacred litany!

 By the gloom that veiled the skies, 
Over dreadful sacrifice
Hear our prayer, hear our cry!
By the vault whose dark abode, 
Held in vain the rising God
Hear our prayer, hear our cry!
O from earth to heav’n restored, 
Mighty re-ascended Lord!
Listen to our cry — hear our sacred litany!

Here I am, blog world. I’m living by the victory and strife, and the merits of His life…