Wednesday, July 31, 2013
... but he is a Jew who is one inwardly, and circumcision is that of the heart, in the Spirit not in the letter, whose praise is not from men but from God.
In grateful praise, I bow before You, Father, in Christ and by Your Holy Spirit in whom I live and by whom I walk the earth as one of Your lambs, fed by Your Word and led by You in all matters, at all times, and in all circumstances.
What I have learned, O LORD my God, in the most recent past, is this: It is easy when it's easy; it is hard when it's hard. Catastrophic Thinking and What-If Projection are quick to find me when a sudden storm hits, and they swoop down and they torment me when circumstances look dire. But You say, "Run to Me," and to You I run. And I hid in You and just prayed and prayed, entrusting the entire frightening matter into Your Care, for You are The One in charge.
And then -- a break in the squall, a peace in the eye of the storm, rest for the weary and hope in the midst of the trial, a time to re-group and be re-invigorated and replenished before the next "hit" rolls down the pike.
Thank You for the Christian You have sent to cone alongside. You are indeed the truth, the way, and the life; You are the resurrection and the life; he that believes in You, though he were dead, yet shall live and never die. No man comes to the Father but by You, Jesus, the Christ, our Savior and LORD. Thank You for the assurance that, if a man loves You, he will keep Your words and the Father will love him and will come unto him, and You say, "We will make out abode with him."
Blessed assurance, even now as we watch and wait, rejoicing that You are standing at the door, gently knocking, steadily knocking, to be allowed inside.
This photograph is from a Facebook page called Live Life in Color.