Author: Nan Jones

When Peace Settles Over the Difficult Places

The morning light felt gentle and warm against my troubled spirit. I sat on the porch sipping my coffee, Bible in my lap, birdsong soothing my restless thoughts. I routinely seek refuge on my porch where peace settles over me — where I find contentment that often goes rogue.

“Speak to me through Your Word, Lord. I’m listening,” I prayed.

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Was Your Resurrection Morning Like This, Jesus?

Lord, was Your resurrection morning like this? Dawn breaking over a world in chaos, people blinded by corruption and deception? Was there a complacency, a pretense of righteousness among the religious that hardened their hearts and puffed out their chests?

You came Lord Jesus to set the captives free, to open prison doors, and heal the brokenhearted. You came to comfort those who mourn and give them beauty for ashes.

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The Garden of Gethsemane, A Place of Crushing

After sharing the Passover meal, Jesus and His disciples walked the dusty roads of Jerusalem to the Mount of Olives, talking as they went — Jesus trying to prepare them for what was ahead. They came to the Brook Kidron, hoisted their robes high above their ankles, and crossed over to the Garden of Gethsemane — the garden of the olive press.

Olive trees filled the orchard, their gnarled limbs weaving a tapestry of grace and beauty. It was a favorite place for Jesus to take His disciples.

The symbolism is great.

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Where Are You, Lord, When Tragedy Strikes?

Lord, You are mighty to save, full of power, overflowing with mercy. So, where are You, Lord, when tragedy strikes? Why does it seem as though evil is prevailing?

Please help me understand. Open my eyes, and the eyes of others to recognize Your presence when the unthinkable happens.

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Persevere in the Strength of the Lord, Dear One

While sitting beneath the old shade tree, I considered the task at hand, the trials all about me, and the need to persevere in the strength of the Lord. I closed my eyes and entered into the world of daydream.

I imagined myself as a small child wandering along a mountain trail listening to the melody of the birds. Trees swayed to the rhythm of the wind and drank from the stream that ribboned its way through the natural paradise.

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