Bekah's Heart, Music, Poetry/Songs

The Walls that Divide

This afternoon, I found myself thinking about a lot of things.

Mostly… about the walls that often divide us… walls in schools, homes, churches, friendships, and more.

These walls often come from areas of pain in our individual lives.

Following is a musical response I wrote this afternoon… not perfect… recorded only on my computer in my spare bedroom… voice cracking at times due to the cold I think I’m starting to get… but for whatever it’s worth… here’s my prayer that God would begin to restore our lives and as he does so, restore some of the brokenness in our relationships and in our world.

(If you’re reading this in some kind of blog reader, you’ll likely have to go to my actual website to listen.)




The Walls That Divide

Verse 1: The rain outside my window
Echoes rain inside
Of souls I walk past
Each and every day
Their storms of life
Darkness looms
Shame destroys
Lord, please shine your light


Chorus: Break through the walls ’round our hearts
The hurt and the pain I see everyday
Restore our lives, I pray
Break through the walls that divide
Teach us to love, to care, and to serve
Restore our world today
Please break through


Verse 2: I am so frustrated by all the hurt I see
People caring less and less about humanity
How did we get so rotten?
How did we get so mean?
Gossip and lies
Please, open our eyes
Lord, please make us clean (Chorus)


Verse 3: Alone we are so powerless
Together we are strong
And with God on our side we will be defeated no more
Let us stand up and fight the enemy that seeks to destroy.
Instead, Lord, restore. Please have your way in me. (Chorus)


Break through.
Break through.
Break through, today.
Break through the hate
Break through the judgement.
Break through the walls that divide.  (Chorus)





I heard this song (below) today for the first time and feel in love with it… especially the chorus where it talks about walking in his grace that is sufficient for each day.  While I think that many of us have heard the phrase, “Jesus Loves You” more times than we could count, sometimes it stays in our heads and is hearted for our hearts to understand.


I have been pondering the following verses and it seems to fit with this idea too:

And I pray that you, being rooted and established in love, may have power, together with all the saints, to grasp how wide and long and high and deep is the love of Christ, and to know this love that surpasses knowledge—that you may be filled to the measure of all the fullness of God. (Eph. 3:17-19

It’s such a strange concept… to KNOW God’s love that SURPASSES KNOWLEDGE.  I can’t quite wrap my mind around how that works, but I think that’s kind of the point. :)  His love is just THAT big… God, help us know that love, yes in our heads, but also in our hearts!


by Laura Story


My heart is so proud.

My mind is so unfocused.

I see the things You do through me as great things I have done.

And now you gently break me

And lovingly you take me

And hold me as My Father

And mold me as My Maker


I ask you, “How many times will you pick me up when I keep on letting you down?

And each time I will fall short of your glory, How far will forgiveness abound?”

And you answer

“My child, I love you.

And as long as you’re seeking My face

You’ll walk in the power of My daily, sufficient grace.”


At times I may grow weak

And feel a bit discouraged

Knowing that someone, somewhere could do a better job

For who am I to serve You

I knowI don’t deserve You

But that’s the part that burns in my heart

and keeps me hanging on


I ask you, “How many times will you pick me up when I keep on letting you down?

And each time I will fall short of your glory, How far will forgiveness abound?”

And you answer,

“My child, I love you.

And as long as you’re seeking my face

You’ll walk in the power of my daily, sufficient grace.”


You are so patient with me, Lord


As I walk with you, I’m learning

What Your grace really means

The price that I could never pay

Was paid on Calvary.

So instead of trying to repay You

I’m learning to simply obey You

By giving up my life to You

For all that You’ve given to me


I ask you, “How many times will you pick me up,

when I keep on letting you down?

And each time I will fall short of your glory,

How far will forgiveness abound?”

And you answer

“My child, I love you.

And as long as you’re seeking My face

You’ll walk in the power

of My daily,



First Trinity, Music, Poetry/Songs, Youth Ministry

I Believe

Below are the lyrics for the song “I Believe” written by the First Trinity Youth Band and some of the 8th grade confirmands to celebrate today.  It was so neat to lead the congregation in singing this during the processional today.


I Believe

This is what I believe:
Jesus died giving life to you and to me
This is what I believe:
By grace alone we are saved, in Christ we are free!
I stand here today.  I stand and proclaim: “This is what I believe.”


God, You’re my Father, I am Your Child.
You’re the Great Shepherd looking after His sheep.
Help me to follow You, each and ev’ry day.
As You reveal Your love so deep.   (CHORUS)


In Your compassion, You gave Your life.
You saw my need and said, “you’re worth dying for!”
Then, after three days, You rose from the grave.
Now I’ll live with You forevermore!

As I go through my life ev’ry day
Guide me and lead me, Lord.  Please stand by my side.
You are my light, my refuge, my strength.
For in my heart Your love will reside.  (CHORUS)

I stand here today.
I stand and proclaim:
”This is what I believe!”


Written by Sarah Bissell, Jake Collins, Josh Collins, Rebekah Freed, Matt Mogensen, Christian Peth, Abbie Stone, and Becky Whited

Africa, Joy, Music

Hands That Hold the World

Below is a song I heard recently that I liked and thought some of you might like as well.   Enjoy!



Tanzania by Alli Rogers

It’s eight hours later in Tanzania.
When Jen lays down
Mary’s just opening her eyes.
Her child’s feet land on the ground
and dirt scatters,
And she feels left out in the open,
always left out in the open.
She says, “son, wear my shoes to school today”.
He turns and smiles and walks away,
and she thinks to herself…


Someday I will wake
where the earth is clean and safe.
My children have a place to play,
not here in Tanzania.
And someday I will live
in a house that’s built by
hands that hold the world.


It’s eight hours earlier in Chattanooga.
Mary sits down and Jen’s just put the coffee on.
Katie Couric is talking news and fashion,
and Jen feels pushed into a corner,
always pushed into a corner, she says
“Baby I know what girls at school are like”.
And her daughter rides off on her bike,
and Jen thinks to herself…


Someday I will wake
where my children get a break,
And there are chances that they’ll take,
not here in Chattanooga.
Someday I will live
in a house that’s built by
hands that hold the world.


Well it’s hard to be mother,
and it’s hard to be a woman,
and it’s hard to live in Africa sometimes.
It’s hard to be mother,
and it’s hard to be a woman,
and it’s hard to live in America sometimes.


But someday I will wake
in a body that won’t break,
On ground that doesn’t shake, not here.
And someday I will live
in a house that’s built by
hands that hold the world.

Blessing, Joy, Music

A new day

Throughout the past however-many years, I’ve occasionally taken up the practice for some period of time to list each day blessings or joys from God, things to be thankful for, places I saw him, etc. This practice has been brought again to the surface through the reading of “One Thousand Gifts” by Ann Voskamp.  To list the graces, one by one… to give thanks in all things, even the ones that don’t seem joyful or “good” from our perspective. 


Yesterday I realized that in “counting” my blessings each day I often list “a new day”.  I began to wonder first if that was cheating of some sort… if I’m counting them can I use the same one over again.  Before the thought could come to completion, I knew the answer was a resounding YES.  For each new day is a true blessing.  Not one more moment is promised, each is precious…LIFE is precious.  As I sat this morning fighting off temptation to hurry a song played through my apartment reminding me that this day is gift.  This moment…gift.  And I can praise God for another day….


I’ve got a hand that I can hold
Someone who knows my soul
A safe place to lay my head at night
So why do I forget
How much I’ve been blessed in life
Forget what means the most to me
As I’m waking up again I feel my beating heart
So grateful that I’ve come this far
and thank God for


Another day
Another chance to love the ones I love
To find my way
To laugh, to dance
Watch the sun come up
Another day I get to live
As if
Every breath could be the last I take
I get another day


To make somebody smile
Go the extra mile
Take a wrong and make it right
And try to touch somebody’s life
I get another day


Thank you God for each new day…


for each new day you do not fail! (Zeph 3:5)

Bekah's Heart, Joy, Music, Poetry/Songs

Free to Be Me

A couple places lately the idea of making decision following God’s will has come up in discussion.  We kind of talked about it a little at Lifegroup last night.  Its common conversation among all of us interns as we each are in different situations with calls and interviews and placement (oh my).  I’ve had more and more conversations with high school seniors trying to decide where to go to college.  And I’m just in those young adult years where big life decisions are made. 


This morning I was thinking for some reason (not sure why) about the idea that when someone says “no” to something, that means they are saying “yes” to something else.  I was contemplating how the reverse is sometimes true as well… saying “yes” to one thing, can, at times, automatically mean no to something else.  All of these thoughts together this morning exploded into the following song.  Maybe eventually I”ll get a recording of it up on here, but for now, I’ll let you in on the lyrics to the “new song” in my heart right now.  What freedom is found when we say YES to the person God desires us to be!!!


Free to Be Me

Questions filling up my mind
Yes or no? Help me decide.
No or yes, make the answer clear
As You strip away any doubt and fear


Lord, please teach Your way to me
Guide, me lead me, help me see
The person You want me to be
Let me walk in Your steps,
And follow Thee


Saying “yes” to this may mean
Saying “no” to another thing
But saying “no” to this, I see
Says “YES!” to who You want me to be


by Rebekah Freed
Copyright 2011

Bekah's Heart, Music

Who I am… an Offering of Self

I don’t know if I had heard this song before but I’ve heard it twice in the past two days and LOVE it.  Check out some of the lyrics here… I think it’s pretty obvious from reading them, why I think this song is awesome:

“You see yourself in the mirror of the temporary
And you think that your worth is something to be achieved
When your value really is a question of identity
Has it ever crossed your mind
Who you are to Me


You’re the precious child that I created
Who you are to Me
Bought with a price you’re My beloved
Who you are to Me
Open your eyes and I’ll show you how to see what I see
If you would just believe that you are who you are to Me”

“Has it ever crossed your mind?”  I think it’s probably crossed my mind, but I don’t want it to be something that just passes through… in one ear and out the other.  I want this truth to settle into my very core… I AM a precious child.  I am bought with a price.  I am beloved.  “I am who I am by the grace of God.”  Help me believe, God! Open my eyes and show me how to see what You see in me God!


It kind of makes me think of another songs that’s on the CD currently in my CD player in my car.  It’s called “Pleasing” by Glenn Packiam.


Creator create in me a clean heart
Give to me a new start
Make me like You are
Redeemer redeem the time I’ve wasted
Restore the joy I’ve tasted
Take me where You are

Take my offering
And make it everything that’s pleasing
Pleasing to Your heart
Take my everything
And make an offering that’s pleasing
Pleasing to Your heart O God

Savior save me in my weakness
Hide me in You Jesus
Hold me in Your arms
Keeper keep my feet from falling
Hear me as I’m calling
Lift me in Your arms


I absolutely LOVE the chorus of this song.  First it’s a plea for God to take my offering… whatever it is I give and make it everything that would be pleasing to him.  But then, the even cooler part is the concept of God taking my everything and making… crafting and offering that is truly pleasing to his heart.  I love this because it doesn’t just say “God take all of the best I can conjure up.” or “God take the good parts of me.”  It prays… God take EVERYTHING… the good, the bad, AND the ugly… take the times when I truly do bring an offering that’s pleasing to you… but also take the times when my motives are wrong or the times when I simple come so broken that I have nothing to actually give… take the moments when I am dancing with praise… and the moments heart broken in tears… take it ALL… and make it an offering that pleases you.  Oh Lord, amen! LET IT BE SO!