Take hope in the knowledge that you are cherished by the One who made you—you are sheltered in the shadow of His wing, close to His heart. It is my prayer that as we get to know one another you, too, will see beyond the veil and will learn to say, “Even so, I walk in the Presence of the Lord”
With joy,
Nan
Am I Complacent, Lord? Surely Not! Say It Ain’t So
Lord, You are my everything, my all-in-all. I love to tell Your story, to be an instrument of Your peace. But somedays, all of my focus turns back on myself and I don’t want to put forth the effort to walk this journey of faith. Am I complacent, Lord? Is this how You see me?
I don’t want to be complacent.
God, You are the Burden-Bearer, Not the Burden-Giver
Lord, You are high and lifted up, You are Lord over all the earth! You are mighty, filled with wonder and power and yet You are tender towards Your children You are the Burden-Bearer, not the Burden-Giver.
My burdens are great. Many I know are heavy-laden with burdens of the heart and by the struggles this fallen world creates.
Through the Path of Pain We Encounter God
“George Matheson, the well-known blind preacher of Scotland once said, ‘My dear God, I have never thanked You for my thorns. I have thanked You a thousand times for my roses but not once for my thorns. I have always looked forward to the place where I will be rewarded for my cross, but I have never thought of my cross as a present glory itself. ‘Teach me, O Lord, to glory in my cross. Teach me the value of my thorns. Show me how I have climbed to You through the path of pain. Show me it is through my tears I have seen my rainbow.’” *
Why Do I Worry? Why Do I Fret? God, You Are Faithful
“That is why I tell you not to worry about everyday life—whether you have enough food and drink, or enough clothes to wear. Isn’t life more than food, and your body more than clothing? Look at the birds. They don’t plant or harvest or store food in barns, for your...
The Lord is My Helper Especially in Difficult Places
The sun rose outside my window dispelling the darkness of night, awakening the songbirds living in our ancient juniper. I thought about the goodness of God — remembering the Lord is my Helper, especially in the difficult places. He remains good, regardless of my circumstances.
I turned the pages of my Bible to Hebrews: “He has said, ‘I will never leave you, nor forsake you.’ So that we may boldly say, ‘The Lord is my helper, and I will not fear. What can man do to me?’” ~ Hebrews 13:5-6
Teach Me to Be Still. I’m Like a Twitching Squirrel
Lord, You call to me and I come. I love Your voice. I love Your presence — I want to spend time with You. Teach me to be still. I’m like a twitching squirrel with my mind going all over the place. Distractions pull me in all directions, interrupting my focus, and even interrupting our conversation.
I am so sorry, Lord. Please forgive me. Help me be vigilant to disregard the distractions that are surely a strategy from the enemy.
Like a Storm in the Night, the Lord Fights for Us
Lightning split the darkness with an explosion of light. Thunder rumbled and roared as if it were rolling the darkness away like a thick, ugly carpet. Rain peppered down. Wind howled. And just like that, the storm was gone. I realized that like a storm in the night, the Lord fights for us.
As I rolled out of bed, these thoughts were still with me.
Breathe on Me, Breath of God. Fill Me With Life Anew
Breathe on me, Breath of God — I need You so. Rekindle the flame, teach my heart to love You more. Replenish my soul.
I’m weary, Lord, but in You I find peace. Lead me to Your secret place where I find shelter from the difficulties of life. Where I can learn the mysteries of who You are.
You alone are my hope.