My newest dearest friend Carmen has inspired me to get writing again! Thanks girlfriend, I’ve been in need of your creativeness in my life! (Just don’t judge my grammer, OK?!! HA! Love ya!)
Since the last time I blogged, (about 9 months ago!) my husband and I are expecting, AGAIN! 3 under 3 in the Rowenhorst house….yes, we need counseling ;) Another baby girl will be joining our ranks in July. It will be a crazy time and we could not be more excited about it! 10 years ago this August, my husband walked into my homeroom class in high school. Sometimes I look around and I absolutely CAN NOT believe we have been married 6 years with 3 kids! I always liked that little line from ‘Jon and Kate Plus 8’ (God bless them right now!) “It may be a crazy life, but its OUR life!”
The band and I had our 1 year anniversary this month leading worship at The Bridge. The freedom in Christ I have found with this group of guys has been like a deep pure breath of oxygen for my soul. This past week I have been listening to the song “How Deep The Father’s Love For Us” over and over and over and over……..there is one phrase that kills me without fail every time I listen to it.
“Behold the Man upon a cross,
My sin upon His shoulders
Ashamed I hear my mocking voice,
Call out among the scoffers”
Often I find it difficult to TRULY personalize the cross. Not with my mind or my lips, I have knowledge of the truth. I mean the deep acceptance that I, Staci Rowenhorst, nailed Him to the cross. I, Staci Rowenhorst, called out among the crowd “Crucify Him!” It was me, my sin, my shame that held Him there.
“How deep the Father’s love for us?
I cannot give an answer.
But this I know with all my heart…
His wounds have paid my ransom”
What if I lived every day, sang every song, changed every diaper, dried every tear, mopped every floor and cooked every meal with the heart knowledge that His wounds have paid my ransom??!!