Abide.
Abide in me.
Apart from me you can do nothing.
Abide. The being with God as He is doing.
Abide. He is joy and peace.
Abide.
Wednesday, November 5, 2014
Friday, October 24, 2014
His Grace IS tasty
Crowder's song Come As You Are.
Come out...
Come find your mercy...
...come home you are not too far...
There's hope.
Come sit...
Come taste the grace.
Maybe this is what another David tasted in Psalm 34?
Today I choose His grace.
His grace IS tasty.
Wednesday, October 22, 2014
Rusty, but still works
We took a loooong break from blogging and formal ministry. Grateful
that Our Daddy does not need or ever takes a break. Sometimes He allows
us to see and experience glimpses of Himself.
His provision as wells are dug and meals are distributed hundreds of miles away.
His timing as a much needed vehicle is presented one Sunday morning.
His steadfast love expressed through a rose to the widows.
His respite for weary parents in an afternoon of free childcare.
His gentle touch as the feet of the homeless are cleaned.
His words as a mother speaks for her daughter who cannot.
His restoration as a vow is renewed.
His beauty, shamelessly radiant and deeper than congenital defects or surgical scars.
His compassion as a body partners to sponsor children.
His strong joy that sustains while trials rage.
His gift of family as an orphan becomes a son.
Sometimes we've misunderstood and expected sunflowers when He's planted daisies. Sometimes we were too distracted by the rocks that we chose to carry or the blisters we did not allow Him to heal. And sometimes, we just got tired and left the tools and the field.
Still He calls,
Still He loves,
Still He reminds us that the rake gets rusty, but still works.
His provision as wells are dug and meals are distributed hundreds of miles away.
His timing as a much needed vehicle is presented one Sunday morning.
His steadfast love expressed through a rose to the widows.
His respite for weary parents in an afternoon of free childcare.
His gentle touch as the feet of the homeless are cleaned.
His words as a mother speaks for her daughter who cannot.
His restoration as a vow is renewed.
His beauty, shamelessly radiant and deeper than congenital defects or surgical scars.
His compassion as a body partners to sponsor children.
His strong joy that sustains while trials rage.
His gift of family as an orphan becomes a son.
Sometimes we've misunderstood and expected sunflowers when He's planted daisies. Sometimes we were too distracted by the rocks that we chose to carry or the blisters we did not allow Him to heal. And sometimes, we just got tired and left the tools and the field.
Still He calls,
Still He loves,
Still He reminds us that the rake gets rusty, but still works.
Thursday, April 24, 2014
"Don't Try So Hard."
We love our kiddos because they are ours. Their behaviors and attitudes may change how enjoyable it is to be around them, but the love remains.
Blessings and boundaries. Growth and guidance. Beauty and brokenness. So many experiences in our parenting journey leading to these fab five children.
"You don't have to try so hard." The many times I've said this to my children, yet I did not believe this was a truth for me too.
In this transition and during this gift of time. Now.
"Aubrey, don't try so hard."
I hear His voice. Father, you are so good.
Romans 8
Don't Try So Hard
Amy Grant & James Taylor
Blessings and boundaries. Growth and guidance. Beauty and brokenness. So many experiences in our parenting journey leading to these fab five children.
"You don't have to try so hard." The many times I've said this to my children, yet I did not believe this was a truth for me too.
In this transition and during this gift of time. Now.
"Aubrey, don't try so hard."
I hear His voice. Father, you are so good.
Romans 8
Don't Try So Hard
Amy Grant & James Taylor
Tuesday, February 18, 2014
His Glory, His Way
God has allowed us to witness His glory firsthand. God, Our Provider, made a way for our friend, Elise and her faithful family to receive a wheelchair accessible van. His plans, Provision, timing and attention to detail even down to the color. Perfect.
He literally put on center stage His heart in the form of a van. He allowed His glory to be seen.
His Love for Elise and her family.
His Provision supplied.
His elevation and approval of His daughter, Elise.
We and the hundreds of supporters, prayer warriors in the home church congregation and The Pastors saw proof that HE IS all and more than we asked for.
A while later when the crowd had gone away and there were a few folks visiting and rejoicing over God's provision I was able to get a closer look at the van. Elise happened to be sitting beside it and began to stir. I went near her and began to pat and smooth her head. I leaned in and said to her in between pats by her ear, " Thank you. Thank you. You have changed everything....thank you."
Jehovah Jireh, Provider. This is His name.
His glory, in His Way.
He IS God!
He literally put on center stage His heart in the form of a van. He allowed His glory to be seen.
His Love for Elise and her family.
His Provision supplied.
His elevation and approval of His daughter, Elise.
We and the hundreds of supporters, prayer warriors in the home church congregation and The Pastors saw proof that HE IS all and more than we asked for.
A while later when the crowd had gone away and there were a few folks visiting and rejoicing over God's provision I was able to get a closer look at the van. Elise happened to be sitting beside it and began to stir. I went near her and began to pat and smooth her head. I leaned in and said to her in between pats by her ear, " Thank you. Thank you. You have changed everything....thank you."
Jehovah Jireh, Provider. This is His name.
His glory, in His Way.
He IS God!
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