Psalm chapter 1 assures us when we are truly blessed when we live a Godly life, we meditate on God’s word day and night, then we will be like a tree planted by streams of water that brings forth fruit. Our leaves will not wither, and we will prosper.
With the sure foundation of God’s word, we are rooted and grounded in the love of God, giving us the strength to live each day.
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What is the valley of the shadow of death you are walking through? What is the deepest, hardest, darkest path you’ve ever trod?
I’ve been walking a dark path for a few years. I don’t talk about it, mostly to protect a person I love and their privacy. This person is so special to me. I love her with all my heart.
I don’t know when this miracle will happen. But God is patient, and He will supply our every need. He will help us bear this burden, one day at a time.
I wonder though, how many times in my grief and burdens of life, I miss seeing Him or realizing He is with me because I am too centered on myself and my circumstances.
What if I just stayed in His presence all the time? What if I spent more time in prayer and communing with God? Would I have more peace in my life? Would I know Him when I saw Him?
Your word is a lamp to my feet and a light to my path. Psalm 109:105
This poem is my song of lament to the Lord. I have tasted the dry dust of the desert the past few months, not able to find the “water of words” needed. Oh, don’t get me wrong. I have longed to sit and write, but I just couldn’t seem to find a creative bone in my body.
In all transparency though, it helps to drink of the Living Water. Something I have been struggling to do.
I know Winter is a cold time. Many of us hate the cold and can’t wait for it to be over. But what we must remember is, if it weren’t for death, there would be no life.
When Jesus allowed himself to be nailed to the cross to die for us, that my friends is when hope truly was poured out to us. Because without his death, he could not have risen from the dead and given us new life.
So, it’s in the newness of life we are saved. It’s in the newness of life, we have hope. Hope for a future. Hope for healing. Hope for love. Hope for whatever we need hope for.
I think we often want God to speak to us directly, in the loudest way possible. We want to make sure we haven’t missed Him or His message to us. So, we look for Him through the thunder, lightning, earthquake, hurricane, tornado, and any other way in which our attention is immediately drawn to.
How often do we marvel at the sheer beauty of the day or the river just rambling along its way? Do we recognize God in the gazelle as she leaps or the bunny as it hops? Where do you see God in your day to day living?
This year feels a bit like a gift. Maybe a wonder. I’ve been opening it carefully, unwrapping one side at a time. Peeking inside, trying to figure out what God has for me this year to learn, to do, to be, and to go.
My word for this year is healing. Spiritually, physically, mentally. I turn 49 in a couple of months and I want to enter my next decade of life in a good space. As I prayed about this word and asked God what Bible verse might go with it, He led me to Isaiah 40:31.
Be of good courage, And He shall strengthen your heart, All you who hope in the Lord. Psalm 31:24
All is well, all is well
God has blessed beyond compare
Though trials came throughout the year
He’s been faithful to stay near.