Author: Nan Jones

Finding God’s Presence ~ A Thankful Heart Leads the Way When We Need Him Most

I’m learning a lot about thanksgiving — maintaining a thankful heart in spite of very difficult circumstances, understanding the importance of a thankful heart, recognizing how a thankful heart is a gift and tool from the Lord to lift us above the difficult places.

This type of thanksgiving runs deep through our veins bringing life to our weary bones.

It swaddles me at night when I close my eyes for much needed sleep and say, “Thank You, Lord. It is well with my soul.”

And mean it.

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Finding God’s Presence ~ When God Breaks Through the Canopy of Shadows Surrounding Me

The aged apple tree stretched toward the heavens with its thin, finger-like branches. It grew on the forest’s edge surrounded by pine, oak and hemlocks.

It grew in spite of its conditions, quite obviously a happenstance, a surprise to its forest shadows.

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I watched this tree throughout the seasons — its burst of fresh green in the spring, blossoms like delicate voile against the rough and aged bark. Summer delivered apples red embellishing the forest’s edge with ornamental color and fed the deer grazing below.

And now, as autumn has its last hoorah before winter’s chill, my eye saw something new …

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A Prayer When You Need a Green Pasture and Still Waters

Lord, I love You and I praise Your holy Name, for You are good. Always. Even when life is hard, You are good and merciful and kind.

Many of Your children are suffering relentless assaults from the enemy and we are tired. We need rest. The wonderful thing is knowing that YOU know this — You are El Roi — the God who sees and knows all about it. You are not aloof and far off. You, Lord, are right here

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Finding God’s Presence ~ Where is God When Days Are Long and Nights Are Longer Still

The days had been long. The nights even longer. Deep in my spirit I heard His delicate whisper calling me to come, to be still and remember that He is God.

My heart longed for peace.

My body, weary from a fibromyalgia flare, yearned for strength and energy.

I sat beneath the soft lamplight in the stillness of morning, my Bible in hand.  Flipping through its worn pages I found myself drawn to the Psalms. Oh my goodness! What comfort we find in these words of David — his authentic faith wrought with fiery trials, yet proclaiming the faithful promises of God.

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