Glass Panes That Separate

transparent barriers to communication

Category: Shane

  • worship

    Worship is not about us. It is about God. It is not about the incredible sound of our worship, it is about the incredible object of our worship.

  • gifts

    What am I doing? Am I using what God has given me? Or have I grown too comfortable? I cannot waste what I have been given, not just because there are people who would love to have my gifts. No, the reason is in who gave them to me. They are from God, they are precious. “To whom much is given, much is required…”
    I have been given much, have I done what God requires of me? I don’t know if maybe some are given more gifts than others. I think it is all in our perspective. As humans, we rank our gifts. But God has given everyone a gift. No one can say that they come to the table with an empty hand. Maybe it should read “all are given much, and much will be required of all.”

  • I need…

    Do I need Him? Can I honestly say that I need Him? That I can’t live without Him…
    If it’s true, do I live like it? Is my every action for His glory? Do I consider my Lord whenever I make a decision?
    Where your treasure is, there you will find your heart. Where is my heart?

  • Here's something I wrote the other day:

    Swirling round in aimless circles
    Hoping now for light or reason
    Casting out in all directions
    Wishing that something would be real

    Giving all my hopes and dreams
    All of me in hope that you might see
    My love for you consumes me
    Thoughts and dreams are filled with only you

    You love me even when I’m weak
    What do you want, what do you seek
    My life? Is that what you really want?
    I see it clearly, all you want is love

    To love you as you love me
    Can it be, that I could love you Lord?
    With all of me, reserving nothing
    Give every gift back to the giver

    Use me Lord to show your mercy
    Fill me now with your compassion
    Love so overwhelming, poured out
    So that I can reflect your image perfectly

    Lord of all the nations, worlds controlling
    The universe spins in your hand alone
    Yet I your precious creation
    Have gained your love so sublime

    Thoughts overwhelmed and racing onward
    Try to grasp the knowledge of my God
    Your thoughts dwell on us all
    Love perfected, given freely to me

    My thoughts stray off in time and space
    I pray for mercy and for grace
    Poured out on those who live to serve you more
    My love for those I care for
    Still falls far short of your unfailing
    Passion reaching out for those I cannot touch

  • pondering

    Who are we? Amongst all the stars and galaxies and solor systems and planets in the universe, WHAT AM I?
    To consider the immensity of the universe and then to realize that God is above all that; this thought is astounding. How can I compare to that? What can I do, what do I have to compare with all that? What reason in all the world is there that God would love me? It’s overwhelming. The fact of the matter is this: God does not love us because He created us, He created us because He wanted to love us, and He wanted us to be capable of loving Him back.