Sunday, October 27, 2013
Tuesday, October 1, 2013
Heart’s
door locked within
Holding
the key to freedom…
Will
I insert it?
The prison cell is locked. You stand holding the key- trying to decide
if you’ll insert it. You know it’s the
key to freedom but…. Freedom is risky.
Maybe it would be better to stay in the cell, at least you know what to
expect, even though you are miserable.
God stands outside, longing for you to open the
door, to invite Him in, to make space for Him.
He won’t force it but He invites you to trust Him. He understands how hard that is. BUT IT IS YOUR CHOICE.
Yes, opening that door is risky. But will you join me in choosing to believe
that inserting the key will bring a life we’ve only dreamed of…. that it
will bring a love we have craved?
Sunday, September 22, 2013
I can almost see it. The word spreads quickly through the
city. Her world is being shaken by an unforeseen
storm. What will she do?
Quietly, as though not to disturb the holy
moment, everyone hurries to their feet and peers over the cloudy edge… watching…holding
their breath… waiting to see what she will do.
Slowly, as with one voice, under their breath,
they start to implore, “Come on, you can do it.
Come on, you CAN do it” repeatedly.
As the storm lashes on, the chant becomes louder until it becomes very
audible… wanting her to hold on… to trust the Son who has been holding her in
His hands.
She doesn’t see it; she doesn’t feel it; she
doesn’t hear it. She must just trust ….
as heaven stands…… waiting….
The following
was inspired by Your Hands by JJ Heller
Monday, August 19, 2013
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The Lord is My Shepherd
To be called a sheep is not exactly flattering,
but knowing that I have a Shepherd
makes it more palatable :)
Having a Shepherd means that I will be well
cared for and vigilantly watched over; never alone. It means that my name is
known; I am not just some faceless sheep amidst the flock. It assures me that should I be injured, my
wounds will be carefully dressed. Even
during the night I will be surrounded by His protection.
The Shepherd will lead me from pasture to pasture
in search of the best food for me. He will
provide nourishment, making sure I always have enough. He knows when I need to have some quiet rest
time beside a stream of water, where He can restore and refresh me. I may have to navigate some rough places with
Him. I may even have to climb some rocky
mountain trails or pass through some dark valleys but I can be confident that He will be leading the whole time. He promised never to leave me. There probably will be times when He actually
needs to carry me. The times I stray off
on my own, thinking I know best, He will patiently come searching for me.
So maybe being called a sheep isn’t so bad
after all. The hardest decision I have
to make is: will I trust Him? Allow Him to be my Shepherd? To lead me even when
it doesn’t make sense? He stands waiting
for my answer… and yours.
Scripture:
Psalm 23, Ezekiel 34:31
Sunday, July 28, 2013
The corn was flat; other tender plants in a
tangle. Quite a few storms (with wind
etc.) had just passed through the area that Wednesday afternoon, leaving the garden soggy
and muddy.
As we stood there viewing it, we felt
helpless. I tried to encourage my
gardener hubby that at least our house was dry with no internal flooding.
The weekend was hot and sunny. We were gone for the weekend; when we
returned, the majority of the corn was standing. Maybe there is a scientific explanation, but
to us, and one little guy praying, a miracle!
It got me thinking. The storms of life can be tough, even
brutal. At times they can even lay us
out flat, seemingly hopeless of ever recovering from the damage.
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