Lord, my soul longs for Your touch, for Your presence — Your light in my shadows of suffering.
You are well acquainted with suffering and for that I am thankful. I’m thankful because You understand my heart. My suffering pales in comparison to others, and yet my spirit is troubled and I lack peace.
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Oyster gray was the color of that March afternoon — the sky, my thoughts, and my heart. It was as though dullness permeated everything about me and all that lay within me.
I felt separated from God.
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I rounded the curve along the row of hemlocks and pulled my hood over my head. The drizzle was changing to rain. Clouds hung heavy in the troubled sky as step-by-step I made my trek along the dirt road.
Frustration shrouded my thoughts because I had fallen asleep during my quiet time. Yes, I was worn out and needed rest. But my quiet time with Jesus is where I garner strength. I don’t want to ever take His love for granted.
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Lord, I know You as El Elyon, the Most High God and I know You as Abba, Father, my Daddy God. The breadth of who You are is beyond my comprehension.
Oh, that we could grasp the depth of Your love!
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Lord, You reminded me this morning that You go before me. You said, Don’t be afraid, I am with you. I will fight your battles as you trust Me and yield to My authority.
Open your eyes to see my chariots of fire all about you.
I thank You for that encouraging word, Lord. Your faithfulness to preserve and protect Your children is such a blessing. You cover me with Your wings and I am safe.
The fight has been especially brutal lately …
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A song in the wind whistled through the pines. I pulled my jacket closer to keep out the chill, and picked up my step to reach the sunburst just ahead.
Looking up, I took in the majesty of a November 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, a reminder of God’s abiding presence.
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Autumn reds have transformed into deepest burgundy velvet; lemon yellows now reflect burnished gold. Stark branches stretch towards the heavens and yield their transition into winter to the hands of their Creator, the Lord our God.
I picked up my steps as I rounded the curve along our county road. A strong north wind watered my eyes and blushed my cheeks. But my thoughts turned towards Jesus and His unfailing love and especially towards His mercy, new every morning …
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Lord, I’m parched … drained dry. But I know You to be my Living Water that will quench my thirst in this wasteland of hard circumstances. Only You can satisfy the longing soul.
Only You can fulfill and restore and redeem.
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Lord, You are more precious than gold. Your goodness is beyond measure. Your faithfulness reaches to the heavens, surpassing the stars You hung in place.
You are Almighty God.
And You are good.
I can trust that You are good and faithful, but still the dry seasons come …
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Bless You, O Lord, for You are the Almighty God, worthy of all praise. Your faithfulness is great, Your love beyond comprehension.
You go before me where there seems to be no way. You lead me in paths of righteousness for Your Name’s sake. I know You are my joy, my peace, my strength.
But some days I am just too tired to keep trudging through this … this wilderness.
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Kneeling by my bed, I poured out the pain of my heart to the Lord. Tears streamed as anguish gripped my heart — pain so deep that no words could adequately describe.
Groaning too deep for words.
Pure exhaustion washed over me.
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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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