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Hi, I’m Marcie and I’m so thrilled you are visiting with me today. Thank you for stopping by.
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Did I mention I’m a lover of poetry? I find that it best expresses my love of God and helps me find my way through difficult places. My book, Broken and Spilled Out is my collection of poetry and prayers for the hurting soul. Besides chronicling my own insights, my readers can also journal and record insights of their own. You can get your copy here.
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I’m just going to get real with you. At some point while growing up in the church, you’ve heard every sermon you think can be preached. You’ve heard the same verses used over and over with the same lessons and the same teachings. And if I could be even more transparent, searching for the motivation to go to church sometimes feels like I can’t even breathe.
Solomon, the author of Ecclesiastes, laments there is nothing new under the sun. Sometimes the Christian life feels empty, void of that childlike faith, and hard to live.
Then the soul gets dry and thirsty. It wants something new to hang its hat on. Something fresh. Something . . . miraculous to pierce through the wall of monotony.
Just because it feels old, doesn’t mean it can’t be made new.
As for me, I will call upon God, And the Lord shall save me. Evening and morning and at noon
I will pray, and cry aloud, And He shall hear my voice. He has redeemed my soul in peace from the battle that was against me, For there were many against me. Psalm 55:16-18
As Hurricane Dorian bears down on Bermuda, we all watch in fascination at its strength and the damage it leaves behind. We are all waiting to see which way it is going and how it will impact the United States.
As I watch the news, something occurred to me about hurricanes. How calm the eye of the storm is.
Look at the images and you’ll see the winds and rain surrounding it. They are fierce. They are powerful. They do not care what destruction they cause. But in the very center, in the middle, of this massive structure is an hole. And in that hole is sweet, luxurious, peaceful calm.
Have mercy on me, O Lord, for I am weak;
O Lord, heal me, for my bones are troubled.
I’ve struggled with whether or not to share this poem. It’s quite personal and a bit more transparent than I feel ready to give. But God urges me to share it. Maybe someone else is feeling the same way?
We know God freely gives His grace and mercy to us. When we confess our sins, He is ready, willing, and able to cleanse us from all unrighteousness. When we repent, our lives are made new again. Over and over.
So why do I feel so unworthy to even ask for His mercy even one more time?
Commit to the Lord whatever you do, and
he will establish your plans.
Proverbs 16:3 (NIV)