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Soften My Heart, Lord. I Can Be So Stubborn!

Posted by Nan Jones | Apr 6, 2025 | Uncategorized |

Father, I have a growing restlessness within me, a searching, a thirst for more of You. But my stubborn heart keeps getting in the way. Many days, life gets in the way, and the temptation for complacency dangles in front of me. Lord, please forgive me … please soften my heart.

Jesus, at the Mention of Your Name, Darkness Flees

Posted by Nan Jones | Mar 30, 2025 | Uncategorized |

Jesus, what a beautiful Name! Your Name is excellent, powerful, and the sweetest Name I know. Thank You for loving me … thank You for making Your Name available to me when I need to speak with authority.

At the Name of Jesus, darkness flees and demons tremble. Fear loses its grip on me. At the mention of Your Name, my chaos turns to peace, and my despair turns to hope.

Call to Me, Lord, and I Will Come. I Need Rest

Posted by Nan Jones | Mar 23, 2025 | Uncategorized |

Father, You give rest to the weary, strength to the worn. In Your infinite power, You move mountains to reach Your child who needs You. You are such a wonderful Father … all that I need, Your hand has provided.

From the depths of the earth and to the heights of heaven, You have created all things. You know me, Lord. You search my heart and know my anxious thoughts.

Please Hold Me, Lord. You are the Keeper of My Soul

Posted by Nan Jones | Mar 16, 2025 | Uncategorized |

Father, You are the Keeper of my soul — my provider, my protector, my sure place. You will not allow my foot to be moved; You who keep me will not slumber. You watch over me day and night — no weapon formed against me will ever prosper.

Thank You, Lord. It is in You that I live, and move, and have my being — You are a shield about me, You surround me with songs of deliverance as I call upon Your mighty Name.

The Shepherd’s Field, Where a Heart Connection Abides

Posted by Nan Jones | Mar 13, 2025 | Uncategorized |

On the outskirts of Bethlehem, a grass-covered field lays as an emerald gem against the backdrop of dusty, dry desert. It’s known as the Shepherd’s Field. Multiple shepherds bring their flocks to graze and lie down upon the tender grass.

As the sun begins to inch towards the horizon at the closing of the day, each shepherd calls to his sheep. To the observer, there is a cacophony of voices traveling across the hillside. But to the sheep, they hear one voice — the voice of their own shepherd.

Author: Nan Jones

Soften My Heart, Lord. I Can Be So Stubborn!

Jesus, at the Mention of Your Name, Darkness Flees

Call to Me, Lord, and I Will Come. I Need Rest

Please Hold Me, Lord. You are the Keeper of My Soul

The Shepherd’s Field, Where a Heart Connection Abides

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