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 hear You calling me. I know Your voice, I recognize Your presence, and I am confident of Your assignment before me. I want to obey — I want to mount up with wings of eagles and soar for Your glory … but my wings won’t flap.
It’s like they are paralyzed. Stuck in time. Why Lord? Why am I afraid to totally trust You? Actually, I think I do trust You, but I don’t trust ME.
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Lord, You are sovereign. You are good. You hung the stars in place and told the ocean how far it could come. You know the number of hairs on my head and call me by name. So why do I worry? Why do I feel such anxiety over the future?
Search my anxious thoughts, Lord, and bathe them in Your peace, washing away its power over me.
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I pulled my jacket closer to my chin. The fall air felt crisp, even though the sun shone faithfully in the eastern sky. I rounded the curve by the massive sugar maple, its glorious shades of crimson now transitioning to brown — broken pieces of former glory.
While pondering the tree’s recent beauty, I heard a crackling sound at my feet. A multitude of brown, brittle leaves hurried across the road in front of me, ushered by a brisk wind. The crackling was pronounced.
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I remember choosing the blue crayon — cobalt. The color of deep sky reaching the heavenly heights.
Placing my grandson’s tiny hand on the construction paper, I carefully traced his hand — every nook, every curve, every detail I could possibly capture.
A memory I could always hold.
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Lord, if ever our world needed You, it is now. Life as we have known it seems to be eroding — dissolving, disintegrating — right in front of our eyes.
But You are aware of this. Nothing that is happening is without Your watchful eye. You have not abandoned us. You have not forsaken us.
And You never will.
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Lord, I need Your peace — YOU are my peace. Please make Your presence known to me. In Your presence is unspeakable joy, resounding peace, and my worry melts away. In Your presence I am safe and secure — I am held by Your warm embrace and I can rest.
What a mighty God You are! You hung the stars in place. You tell the ocean how far it can come and on each new day, You make the sun burst through the darkness. What amazes me the most about You, though, is that when I am troubled and overcome by worry, You know and You respond.
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Autumn reds have transformed into deepest burgundy velvet; lemon yellows now reflect burnished gold. Stark branches stretch towards the heavens and yield their transition into winter to the hands of their Creator, the Lord our God.
I picked up my steps as I rounded the curve along our county road. A strong north wind watered my eyes and blushed my cheeks. But my thoughts turned towards Jesus and His unfailing love and especially towards His mercy, new every morning …
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Sunshine bathed my face in warm light as I gazed at the sapphire sky of October. Peace stirred within me — a peace long sought after. I walked up the gravel drive of the country church nestled in our mountain hollar. Sitting down on the church’s top step, I wrapped my arms around my knees, intertwined my fingers, gently rocked, and thought of the Lord, the Keeper of my soul.
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by Nan Jones @NanJonesAuthor Night had fallen. In the hearts of men. ...
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