The Morning Star Rises in Our Hearts and Breaks the Dawn

The inky jet of night blanketed the earth in deafening silence. Stillness. Thoroughness. A billion stars scattered tiny points of light high above me. But the complete darkness outside my window remained — heaven’s light was out of view.

Much like my own inward light.

The darkness reflected my thoughts — thoughts of discouragement. Depression. Where was my light of joy and peace?

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Discovering Ruach, The Powerful Breath of God

I walked along our country road thinking about the breath of God. Ruach. Beside me, fallen leaves rustled and swirled around in a gentle breeze that escorted me on my path. I watched and listened as I kept up my pace, thankful for the cooling of the breeze, pondering the movement of the leaves that seemingly came alive, yet in reality were dead.

The leaves had fallen — a sure sign of an early fall.

Their color was gone now. They were dry and brittle.

And yet they danced in the wind — moved by the powerful breath of God. Ruach.

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Though Haggard, She Still Belted Out Her Song of Praise

Bless her heart. She was a haggard little thing. Feathers were askew, falling out, barely hanging on. Molting? Maybe. I’m not sure. What I am sure of is how she spoke to me this morning.

There’s a birdfeeder right by my window beside the couch where I enjoy my quiet time in the mornings. From this vantage point I can watch the world awaken with its dawning light, its mist lifting over the creek, and listen to the birdsong.

It was birdsong that drew my attention to the tiny haggard wren — she was bursting with song!

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A Prayer to Follow His Footsteps When the Steps Are Blurry

Lord, You are the light of the world. In You there is no darkness. Your Word is a lamp to our feet lighting our way. You promise when we follow in Your footsteps we will not walk in darkness.

So why do I get tripped up trying to follow You? More than anything, I desire to obey You in all things, to magnify Your Name. I desire to be the hands and feet of Jesus in a hurting world.

But some days I’m filled with uncertainty about the steps I’m taking — the direction I’m heading

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