Take hope in the knowledge that you are cherished by the One who made you—you are sheltered in the shadow of His wing, close to His heart. It is my prayer that as we get to know one another you, too, will see beyond the veil and will learn to say, “Even so, I walk in the Presence of the Lord”
Out from hidden recesses of my heart — those wounds too deep for words — tears flowed. Totally unexpected. Thoughts pummeled me. Where is God in my darkest night?
My daily walk offers a wonderful time to spend with Jesus, walking, singing, talking. This particular day, leaves crunched to the rhythm of my steps while an October blue sky sheltered me from above.
Lord, You preserve my life. You rescue me when the enemy runs at me hard. You’re the Vine Lord — I know this. I believe this. And I have an understanding of what this means.
But my branch — my heart and mind — are gummed up with worries.
Do you ever think of the longsuffering of God — of His patience with His sons and daughters as we journey with Him on this walk of faith?
I came face-to-face with longsuffering a few years ago.
Or the lack thereof.
Lord, I place my trust in You, I stand on Your Word for it is True. I’m asking for wisdom Lord, but I can’t hear a thing. My ears seem to be clogged. Open my ears that I might hear You.
My desire is to obey You in all things, to walk steadily in Your will. You are not a god of confusion, but a God of peace …
I wander in my foggy thoughts; weary steps follow weary steps. I press on, but the mountain is steep. The trail is brutal at times. My mind races. How can I know God’s love will never fail me?
Life has been very difficult for a few years now — I know many that have experienced the same. But in the midst of our struggles, God has remained. His faithfulness has been a bulwark against the work of the enemy.
Lord, I love You. I trust You. I offer You praise. You are the God of the mountain, and I know You are also the God of the Valley. But the valley is beginning to weigh heavy on me. Its night is long, shadows dark.
Help me see the light of Your Presence here with me.
I walked along our country road wondering, thinking about, “What is the breath of God?” Ruach. Beside me fallen leaves rustled and swirled in a gentle breeze that escorted me on my path. I watched and listened, thankful for the cooling of the breeze, pondering the movement of the leaves that seemingly came alive, yet in reality were dead.
And yet the leaves danced in the wind — moved by the powerful breath of God.
"But You, O Lord, are a shield for me,My glory and the One who lifts up my head." ~ Psalm 3:3, NKJV "The Lord is my strength and shield. I trust Him with all my heart.He helps me, and my heart is filled with joy. I burst out in songs of thanksgiving." ~ Psalm...
A song in the wind whistled through the pines. Looking up, I took in the majesty of a September sky. I could hear the wind’s song — like a melody played on the strings of a violin. Soft and low. Its moan reflected the cry in my heart — the need for peace and reassurance. I needed to recognize God’s abiding presence.
As pavement transitioned to gravel, and pastureland spread wide, three bluebirds swooped low, crossing my path.