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I’ve Got a Grip on Hope, Lord. Help Me Hang On

Posted by Nan Jones | Sep 8, 2024 | Uncategorized |

Father, You are the Holy One, the One True God. You are my Beloved and I am Yours — You call me daughter. I’m so thankful I have a grip on hope, knowing that You have a sovereign plan for all things. And yet, some days it’s just plain hard to hang on. Help me keep my eyes on You. When my eyes are on You, the things of earth grow smaller and no longer threaten me. When I consider You and all Your ways, I find peace and I’m able to keep a grip on hope.

What reassurance this gives me!

The Sun Pushed Against the Foggy Veil Obscuring Him

Posted by Nan Jones | Sep 5, 2024 | Uncategorized |

Fog lay thick as a shroud this morning. A cool mist blanketed the earth as early fall temperatures butted up against the dog days of summer. I couldn’t see the old apple tree, but I could hear the morning choir perched on its branches. The sky held a warm glow as the sun pushed against the foggy veil.

My heart carried heavy burdens as I sat in the stillness of the morning. I prayed and watched, and watched and prayed as the fog began to lift. Prayer escaped my lips and drifted heavenward.

Be Found in Me, Lord. Transform Me Into Your Likeness

Posted by Nan Jones | Sep 1, 2024 | Uncategorized |

Father, I often feel so much like Paul: the things I don’t want to do, I do! And the things I do want to do, I don’t. Oh, wretched one that I am. Please forgive me. My flesh is a real mess sometimes. But, thank God … I walk close enough to You to realize it. And to desire even more for You to transform me into Your likeness so I might glorify You.

The battle between flesh and blood is real, hard, and sometimes painful as I confront those things in my heart that are not of You … there is a cost to discipleship. Sanctification truly resembles a fire some days — a Refiner’s fire making all things beautiful, a Refiner’s fire that burns away the dross and works on making me holy as You are holy. For this I’m thankful.

It’s the Flame that Melts the Hardened Heart

Posted by Nan Jones | Aug 29, 2024 | Uncategorized |

Closing my eyes, I leaned back and sat still, waiting on the Lord. I knew He wanted to show me something. Life had been hard. The flame of adversity had been fierce. Relentless. I found myself seeking the Lord for solace … and understanding.

I struck the match and pressed its flame against the candlewick. Within moments, a globe of fire consumed the string and burned bright. I watched as the flame grew stronger, melting the aromatic candle. The more melting occurred, the stronger the fragrance — the farther its reach as the aroma permeated the room.

Lord, Lead Me Beside the Still, Quiet Waters of Rest

Posted by Nan Jones | Aug 25, 2024 | Uncategorized |

Father, Your mercy is great, Your love beyond comprehension. I don’t deserve such love, yet You lavish it upon me. You turn my sorrow into joy and my despair into hope. Lead me beside the still and quiet waters of rest where You restore my soul. In Your presence, I find peace and contentment.

When You call to me to come and sit with You awhile, I don’t want to be stubborn and stiff-necked. I don’t want to continue in my own strength — I want my flesh to lie down and my spirit to rise up and say, “Yes, Lord. I’m coming. Your servant is listening.”

Author: Nan Jones

I’ve Got a Grip on Hope, Lord. Help Me Hang On

The Sun Pushed Against the Foggy Veil Obscuring Him

Be Found in Me, Lord. Transform Me Into Your Likeness

It’s the Flame that Melts the Hardened Heart

Lord, Lead Me Beside the Still, Quiet Waters of Rest

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