Often, I find myself thinking about how to trace God’s hand — how to understand His ways and His thoughts. I know I can trust Him, but sometimes life is just plain hard.
I remember choosing the blue crayon — cobalt. The color of deep sky reaching the heavenly heights.
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Lord, I love how powerful You are. I have seen Your light, I have watched the enemy tremble at the mention of Your Name. Let faith arise in me because fear is sneaking around tapping on my shoulder.
I know a lot of the ‘fear’ Scriptures: “Do not be afraid, for I am with you.” …
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Curled up on the couch, I watched the sun rise over the ridge. Fresh, cool air streamed in through the open window awakening my senses, drawing my attention to the One who loves me. I cradled my coffee cup and sipped from its warm goodness. I’m learning how to be still and quiet my spirit when I’m seeking the Lord.
Stirring deep in my spirit came a song, “Precious Lord, take my hand, lead me on, help me stand. I am tired, I am weak, I am worn … “
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Lord, You are my God — my Father. I am Your child who adores You. I long to know You more. I yearn to understand the depth of Your love. I want to hear You, God, but there is so much noise, so many distractions, a mountain of responsibilities.
Help me, Lord. Help me shut out the noise and seek You first above all things.
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The inky jet of night blanketed the earth in deafening silence. Stillness. Thoroughness. A billion stars scattered tiny points of light high above me. But the complete darkness outside my window remained — heaven’s light was out of view.
Much like my own inward light.
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