Come Dance in the Rain With Me
“Come in out of the rain,” they say,
“you’ll catch your death of cold”
but this rain softly falling
beckons to my thirsty soul.
If staying out here kills me
then I’m one happy gal
because the rain so quietly whispers
secrets only God can tell.
I love the idea of learning about the Lord. Getting to know Him. Kind of feels like two friends whispering secrets into each other’s ears, doesn’t it?
I think God delights in telling us secrets. Just between us friends.
Shadows and Crickets
As a child, I loved the outdoors. I loved camping. I loved waking up early in the morning in the tent and hearing the birds singing. Being inside so much now, due to all my allergies, I don’t get to hear all of the wonderful sounds of the world.
But last week we had a beautiful week of weather and for several days I was able to open the windows and air out the house a bit. During those evenings I heard a chorus of crickets singing, and they lifted my spirit.
I Can’t Hear You
Microwave living. I heard this phrase on the radio today and laughed out loud. This is a perfect metaphor for today’s society. We want everything as quickly as possible. Just stick in the microwave and voile! Reminds me of the old Staples commercial, “Beep! That was easy!”
But God’s ways are higher than our ways and His thoughts higher than ours.
Beautifully You
An idea just slipped into my soul. Something I’ve never considered before.
1 Samuel 16:7 reads: But the Lord said to Samuel, “Do not look on his appearance or on the height of his stature, because I have rejected him. For the Lord sees not as man sees: man looks on the outward appearance, but the Lord looks on the heart.”
This verse is typically taught for us not to judge others by their looks because we cannot see what God sees.
But, what if we frame the verse a bit differently?
Winds of Change
I can feel them. Winds of change blowing in my direction.
And I dare not breathe a word of what I’m thinking. Because who wants to say “no” to God?
But my feet are not sure the ground beneath them is solid. I am unsure of my next steps. Yet, I found myself saying, “Whatever you want Lord, I will serve you. I will do this ministry I feel You calling me to.”
When the Week Feels Too Heavy
God is our refuge and strength, A very present help in trouble.
Therefore we will not fear, Even though the earth be removed,
And though the mountains be carried into the midst of the sea;
Though its waters roar and be troubled,
Though the mountains shake with its swelling.
Selah
Psalm 46:1-3
It’s Thursday, oh Lord, I’m sure getting tired
can Friday come soon, so I can retire?
Files are stacked, so many emails to answer
how can we make this end any faster?
Don’t Run Alone
Oh my soul
you’re not so alone
even when days are long
it’s hard to move on
should you lose your way
decide you just can’t stay
find life too unbearable
Oh my soul
you are not so alone
there’s a God
who knows. . .
Always Faithful
I had been awake for a couple of hours listening to the thunder as it rolled, tempting my thoughts and heart to roll with it.
But an overriding, deep down part of me, felt peace. A peace desiring to spill over like clouds shedding their rain, knowing God has this all under His control. I need not let my mind and heart be tossed about with the wind that blows trees to almost breaking because—because yes, “ ‘tis so sweet to trust in Jesus.”
Even when my life is in chaos God will never forsake me. I can depend on Him because He is with me to the end.
The end of this day. The end of this season of hurt, heartache, healing.
I Was Robbed!
Tired from the busy, but fun day, we walked into our home that evening around 9:30. As I stepped into my bedroom, something didn’t feel right. At this point in my life—just 18 years old—I was quite the neat freak. But my roll-top desk was open and rifled through. The knickknacks on my dresser in disorder, my closet doors wide open and bedspread askew.
Tire tracks were found in the field behind our house. We believe we interrupted the robbery.
The feeling of intrusion and paranoia never fully go away. I can still feel my skin crawl realizing someone had come into our home and invaded our privacy. Not only that, they stole my sense of safety.
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