The old wooden door creaked on its hinges as I gently pushed it open. Inside, beneath the musty shadows of the barn, lay hidden evidence of a life — someone’s story. Some items held value, but many were unwanted, many were simply forgotten, and all were gathering dust from neglect.
The memories lay in darkness, but the opening of the door introduced light, revealing their existence.
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Lord, You are my Shepherd. I shall not want. You lead me in paths of righteousness. You lead me in the ways I should go to fulfill Your purposes. I said yes to You, Lord. Now is the time. Everything says go … except my feet.
My feet are stuck in fear.
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I tossed and turned as dreaded feelings of captivity washed over me. I pulled the covers tighter as the nightmare consumed me — the imaginary chains yanking on my ankles, keeping me bound in dark and painful circumstances.
My circumstances were hard to understand.
Confusing.
They seemed to have no end.
Lord, You are my faithful companion. You promised to never leave me nor forsake me. Even so, some days loneliness overwhelms me and steals my joy.
On those days, Lord, will You whisper to my heart that You are near? Will You remind me that I am Your child and I am loved with an everlasting love?
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A swoosh of black and gray feathers darted from the apple tree to the birdhouse nailed to my grape arbor. The chickadee twitched with excitement as she crawled through the circular opening and back out again, exploring her new dwelling place.
From the perch she flew to another branch, hopped across two or three others and swooped back to the birdhouse, again twitching with hyperactivity.
And … repeat.
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Lord, how gracious You are. You are full of compassion, cloaked in goodness. You are the Great I AM — all that we could ever need. Even when we’re tired on the inside, You understand and help us muster up some joy.
I could use a belly laugh, Lord — the rolling on the floor, happy tears streaming down my cheeks, losing my breath kind of belly laugh. Oh, how fun!
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Out of the blue, my spirit began to sing — not out loud, but like the still, small voice of the Lord, When peace like a river attendeth my way, when sorrows like sea billows roll. Whatever my lot, Thou has taught me to say, “It is well … it is well with my soul.”
I zeroed in on “peace like a river ATTENDETH my way.”
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