Author: Nan Jones

Waiting for the Rising Sun, for Surely it Will Rise

A song stirred within me as I sat in the quiet of early morning, “Because He lives, I can face tomorrow. Because He lives all fear is gone … ” Wiping a tear, I looked toward the east, waiting for the rising sun, for surely it would rise.

As certain as the rising sun is God’s faithfulness to me. So why do I worry? Why do I fret? Why do I allow the things of earth to steal my joy and trouble my soul?

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Lead Us Through These Days, God. Help Us See Your Hand

Father, You are the Almighty God, Maker of heaven and earth. You are sovereign over all things — Your power is unmatched. Lead us through these frightening days. Help us see Your hand in all things.

There are wars and rumors of war, earthquakes, fires, and floods. The earth is groaning with the spiritual battle that is at hand. The depravity of mankind is clear for all to see.

You see too, Lord. And You know all about it.

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When the Blush of Dawn Proclaims Holiness to the Lord

The blush of dawn unfurled like a delicate rose. Layer upon layer of darkness rolled away, yielding — bowing — to the morning light. Lavender and teal, tangerine and coral swirled together on the canvas of the sky — a palette of exquisite colors proclaiming holiness to the Lord.

A sacred hush fell as the dark of night held its last breath. Stillness — creation remembering that He is God.

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You Are My Refuge and Strength. I Trust You, O God

Father, I am learning that You are truly my refuge and strength … my place of safety. Forever and always. In Your magnificence, You are greater than anything I will ever face.

Your Name is a strong tower — the righteous run into it and are safe. You are Jehovah-Jireh, my Provider; Jehovah-Rapha, my Healer. You are Jehovah-Shammah, the Lord who is there …

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When Life’s Peaceful Rhythm Encounters Adversity

The porch swing rocked in a peaceful rhythm. My spirit stirred as I looked up from my Bible, raising it to my chest and grasping the wonder it held. I read these words, “I have heard of You by the hearing of the ear, but now my eyes see You” (Job 42:5).

I looked toward the ridge where the sun began its evening descent. Magenta began rising above the trees. Lavender and apricot clouds tossed their petals across the wide expanse as the North Star made its appearance.

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