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On A Hard Day, a Mournful Song Rises in Praise

Posted by Nan Jones | Feb 15, 2024 | Uncategorized |

The violin sang its mournful song as the raindrops splashed against the windowpanes, mocking the tears escaping my eyes. It had been a hard day, emotions gone awry, thoughts restless. Just as I found myself slipping into deeper sorrow, the sounds of a piano and guitar dominated the violin. The shift caught my attention as I listened closer.

In the music video, men and women began singing praise to the Lord. The mournful violin was still part of the melody, but the dominant sound was now proclaiming the love of God and the joy of knowing Him.

Search My Heart, Lord. Know My Anxious Thoughts

Posted by Nan Jones | Feb 11, 2024 | Uncategorized |

Father, You are my comfort, my joy … You are my faithful God who I trust. So why do I worry? Why do I fret? Search my heart, Lord, and know my anxious thoughts. Lead me in the ways of righteousness.

Many are the afflictions of the righteous, but You promise to deliver us out of them all. For this, I am thankful. The flames of adversity are raging upon Your people. The pressures are often unbearable — our vision of You can easily grow dim in the distractions of stress.

Deep Within the Barren Places, Life Flows.

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

Its crimson robe stands out among the stark branches of the old apple tree. All around, the earth rests in shades of gray and brown, its winter dormancy visible to those who take time to see. Beneath the glistening, frosted ground and deep within the barren branches, life flows. Never ceases.

The cardinal nestled in the old apple tree must surely know this, therefore it can rest contented in the bitter cold of a mountain winter. And so its song comes easy, even in the frigid air.

I know another clothed in a crimson robe, a robe of suffering stained with blood.

Guard My Heart, Lord, Against the Philosophies of Men

Posted by Nan Jones | Feb 4, 2024 | Uncategorized |

Father, You are wisdom. You are truth. Truth is absolute — it cannot be swayed by the opinions of men — if it can be swayed, it isn’t truth. Guard my heart to walk in Your truth at all times.

Deception is rampant in this world — men and women have been given over to depraved minds because they have denied You. Or, in many cases, have tried to make You what they want You to be instead of standing on the truth of Your holiness and majestic sovereignty over all the earth.

Walk With Me , Lord, Through These Evil Days

Posted by Nan Jones | Jan 28, 2024 | Uncategorized |

Father, You have promised Your presence will go with me. You have encouraged me, “Be not afraid, neither be dismayed for I, the Lord your God am with you wherever you go.” I trust You to walk with me through these evil days.

Oh, what joy this brings my heart. To know I don’t need to face my tomorrows alone is more beautiful than words can describe. To know Your hand grips mine makes me brave.

Author: Nan Jones

On A Hard Day, a Mournful Song Rises in Praise

Search My Heart, Lord. Know My Anxious Thoughts

Deep Within the Barren Places, Life Flows.

Guard My Heart, Lord, Against the Philosophies of Men

Walk With Me , Lord, Through These Evil Days

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