Thursday, April 24, 2008

The Farmer Waits

What has God planned for me today? What about tomorrow or next year? This morning, I heard a speaker say, "Seasons have a beginning and an end." I must wait patiently for each of God's seasons in my life and ask Him for the wisdom to discern His will throughout every one.

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Saturday, January 05, 2008


Sea of Glass

I have a promise given to me by my Heavenly Father. Through the victory over sin and death by the sacrifice of His Son, I will one day stand in the presence of my Savior. I will see with new eyes colors not fathomable on Earth. I will hear with ears tuned to perceive the perfect and holy melodies of God. I will speak with a voice filled with resounding praise to my Lord and Redeemer, Jesus Christ. I will be reconciled to my Creator for all eternity.

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Friday, January 04, 2008


Close the Door and Pray

We have such a privilege in prayer. God always listens to His children; He is never too busy to hear our concerns.

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Thursday, January 03, 2008


The Place Where Rivers Flow

I've been inside a couple of caves before. Great underground passageways to.....where? Much is yet to be discovered about the wonderful world in which we live. In God's wisdom, He created the heavens and the earth. With each new discovery, we learn a little more about God's greatness. We can't explain how, but He sovereignly controls all of creation in perfect order--from the cavern's passageways deep into the earth to the farthest constellation detected by man. We go to sleep at night trusting that the sun will once again rise the next morning. The ocean's tide will surely ebb and flow one more time. The God who holds the world in existance is, in fact, holding my life as well. The plans He has for me are revealed in His timing at the point at which He knows I can grasp them. Even though I may grow impatient in my waiting, I know I must trust Him by faith to show me, step by step, which path to take.

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Wednesday, January 02, 2008


The Angel of the Lord

Encamp. I was curious about that word. One dictionary definition is "to settle or lodge in a camp." I once attended the funeral of someone who had lost their life in the line of duty. Hundreds of people were gathered to show their gratitude for how this man had served in the communty. As the lengthy procession of vehicles left the funeral site and headed toward the cemetery, official helicopters hovered at stationary points over the building to honor the memory of their colleague. As I stood gazing into the sky, pondering their presence, I thought of angels. How many times does God send His messengers to hover over the place where His children are in need of protection? On that day, I could have imagined those man-made marvels of aviation transforming into God's celestial beings, "settling" in to their positions to assure us of His presence, His comfort and His love.

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Tuesday, January 01, 2008


The Generous Man

I remember the day. Our family had been having a difficult time with illness. An older couple visited our home. After speaking with me for awhile, they let me know that they had some things in the car to bring in. They had brought several grocery items for us to help out during those trying days. At the time, our children were very small. The couple simply explained that they were helping us and that we, in turn, would help others at a different time. After they left, our son said something like, "Jesus told them to do this, didn't He?" I was amazed at his words. All that I own really isn't mine at all--it belongs to God. As He allows me to become a steward of that which is His, He may direct me to share it with another. He faithfully provides what is needed. The next time you receive a provision of love from someone, you might ask yourself the question my son asked of me.

Thank you, Lord, for meeting our needs and encouraging us through the obedient generosity of others.

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Monday, December 31, 2007


The Father of Compassion

How do we learn to be compassionate? How do we find ourselves with an overwhelming urge to reach out and embrace someone who is hurting? God envelopes our hearts and bathes us with healing comfort when we cry out to Him. Having felt the great need for compassion and finding it in Him, we then yearn to lovingly comfort those we see who are in need of understanding and solace.

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Sunday, December 30, 2007


Good News

Good news. "Your check came in!" "The test was negative!" "You've won!" We all want to hear good news, especially when we may be fearing the opposite. The message of hope that God has for the world is often called the "Good News."
I remember those who faithfully brought the message of Jesus and His salvation into my life. They are beautiful to many they have encountered, because they chose to live their lives as messengers on a journey, bringing news of abundant life and direction to aimless wanderers like me.

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Friday, December 28, 2007


He Will Never Leave Me

"The Lord Himself goes before you and will be with you; He will never leave you nor forsake you. Do not be afraid; do not be discouraged." Deuteronomy 31:8

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Thursday, December 27, 2007


Considering the Lily

Today was an emotional day. After I made the final payment for our son's cemetary marker, I drove to the grave site. I could not keep the tears from coming. Grief is a strange thing. Like an illness with many symptoms, it grips those it visits with a myriad of pangs. Driving away slowly through the memorial gardens, I was aware that God was comforting me as I cried. He knows every feeling I have--the inner struggles that no one else notices. Like the tiny parts of a flower's center, He looks upon my little known hurts and values their worth. How I feel does matter to Him. He clothes the lilies of the field and provides for their needs. God will meet me where I am, assuring me that I am not alone.

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