It’s Another Sunday Morning

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The sun rises, and it’s another Sunday morning. Shadows reach across the room while the peace of God trails in the rays. I’m comforted in a place where angels tread through the night; my spirit rejuvenates, waiting on the sun’s warmth. Though my thoughts are a million miles into the millennium, I remain still. Like a minute hand that gently sweeps, the shadows change as the sun progresses. Of all the things my world dictates, being idle isn’t one. So, before I alter my course, I hesitate… the Lord brings His blessed morning.

My rickety old wingback can only conjure up so much comfort but God anoints my spirit. He shares his promise of hope through prayer, as I look at spring’s budding branches in the bright, blue morning light. I dare not move. Not wanting to disturb the reverence, my Father leads my mind to calmer waters. He surrounds my world with heavenly thoughts as I pray for all those in despair. Through my precious gift of writing, which only He bestows upon me, I try to touch everyone. We are children of God seeking His messages.

I feel a warmtAnother Sunday Morning 2h that comes only from above, and I ponder those that have come and gone. My past once loomed in the thunder as I tried to weather the rumbling storms. I know, now, only God sent His peace into my life. Today, my heart is satisfied. I rebuild my faith every day and pray for those who doubted my strength. In the quiet of this Sunday morning, humbly, I thank God for His strength, too.

Though my day fills with incidentals, I pray for everyone who gives thanks to our Father for the morning light. We come to his alter, sovereignly, on this Sunday morning with thanksgiving and praise. May our Lord be an anchor for broken spirits that need mending as only He can give the comfort and love you seek. And though the long shadows have turned to shade, my comfort comes from the love He gives me…. Amen.

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Catch 22

Let us toast to the memories we’ve made and thank our Lord for this day….

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Waiting for the procession, I took a moment to gather my thoughts. A new life begins though some are almost gone as the sun sets over past memories. Some are good, some bad, some happy and sad, but in His midst, life goes on. We follow our heart as our spirit leads us not into temptation but to the glory of God’s everlasting love.

I hear the strings of the lyre playing and I realize that life is a little like a piano wire stretched across the mast of an old schooner ship. It relentlessly waves in the stormy seas and fights to survive when lightning strikes. Our journey is already paved though, for we are saved by the grace of God.

In our own life of twists and turns, we recollect in much the same way. We reflect on our own journey’s ups and downs as our heart pours out. Tears are shed but broken hearts mend, creating memories of years past.

So, where do we head from here? I’ll hold your hand if it will help, but God knows time is short. Therefore, live every single day like it’s your last, for you just may leave behind a legacy that would make a difference for the cause of Christ!

Point your sails toward the setting sun and enjoy the refreshing coolness that ushers in, for the moon will rise behind you, and guide us home to be with our Lord. Watching the ripples dance on the gentle swells, our hearts will shine on into eternity.

Be thankful for God’s blessings! Remember Him in all that you do and make Him #1 always. Though life is a Catch 22, let us toast to the memories we’ve made and thank our Lord for this day…. there are no promises of tomorrow. Amen.

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Messages From Above

God is calling….not just me but all those who sit quietly and wait on Him…


 

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Resting in the shade on a beautiful cool, crisp afternoon, I’m in between responsibilities. My love for life grows like the spring flowers on my porch. Nothing compares to gifts from God! The hummingbirds have flown south due to the encroaching season. This is a most beautiful time of the year. God above all, turns His harvest to many shades of amber and gold. Every tree is a different shade; I sit in amazement of all his splendid wonders. What an awesome Father we serve!

God protect and save the child that tries to live by your Holy Words from heaven.

I hear the bells that praise Your name and Christ, on High, delivers us from evil. A peace comes to calm the quiet and remaining still, I drift off like a fawn wandering in a meadow. Though my body may be old and tired, my soul rejuvenates by Your spirit. So I try to put into words that which is expressed from the mountaintops. God is calling….not just me but all those who sit quietly and wait on Him. It’s a wonderful feeling to have His spirit penetrate my tomorrows!

 

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But they who wait for the Lord shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings like eagles; they shall run and not be weary; they shall walk and not faint.

 

Casting the seed to the winds as though the sparrows will nurture, God shall bring them wisdom for they know not which way to fly. He is our only direction. Keeping us near His bosom, we desire those dreams of our heart.

I pray for every person that my writings touch you in some way. May they help pave your pathway to our Father. For it is He which saves the weary, cleanses the heart and strengthens the spirit on a cool, crisp afternoon such as this.

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It’s a miraculous feeling to be a mere servant….to hand carry this message from God. We all need to hear it – it’s the first and every lasting word from above.

The Calm

The calm before the storm….

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Perched on a wire high above my newly mowed lawn, two doves enjoy the sun. One faces south, one faces north. Entertained by their posture as I sit on my back porch, I feel a calm as the dawn has come. Thank God for the quiet and the love which has found its way into my heart.

Through times of choppy seas, my little ship took on water. It’s then I prayed for calmer waters as my ship was tossed about. Though I wore my faith like a life jacket, I never looked back at the rising storm clouds. The calm has settled deep in my soul and nothing means nothing if there’s nothing to rejoice about.

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A dictionary quotes it so well – rejoice is the next word after reject. God has plans of which I cannot see. My tiny ship, now tattered by the seas, lays in port calmly nestled against the pier. Like the doves high on the wire, the gulls congregate to wish me well. Thanking Jesus, I have made it through another stormy week.

It was once said in a sermon that God puts storms in front of us just to see how well we weather. Ever more persistent, I’ll continue my journey as God has so planned. But for now, like a figurehead on my bow, Anne has come to carve the way through the turbulent ocean of critics. My tidy ship, with its fresh coat of white, is ready to set sail.

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Sitting at the helm, my Father is on my right hand and my mate firmly holds my left arm. The dockhand shoves out the bow and we are…off. No more storms. “Just Us” written on the stern, we idle out into the pristine waters.

 

God, my guiding light and beacon, protect me from hardships yet to come. I pray Father, for the love I deserve. May my written words always bless your Holy messages.

Smooth Sailing!

 


Fear not, for I am with you; be not dismayed, for I am your God; I will strengthen you, I will help you, I will uphold you with my righteous right hand. (Isaiah 41:10)

The Love You Have For Me

You came into my world when I was nothing but a piece of clay…


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A cool, pristine love and joy is bringing me such happiness. I’m so grateful for all you’ve done. The miracles and gifts that have entered into my life…you have truly out done yourself! Another week older yet look at where we are…I praise your work! The countless hours you give of yourself; no one knows the love you have for me. I’m not worthy. A meager, old and gray man, I have nothing to offer you but my heart today.

Looking at morning’s heaven, I try to thank the stars above as angels came swarming around my soul last night. I’m so enlightened as I reach for my cup of coffee.

I feel your presence while looking across the coffee table. Like a mirage, a true miracle, I cannot thank God enough for you. So I write for the world to read of my undying love I have for you. You came into my world when I was nothing but a piece of clay, molding me into yours. You take my thoughts and give them life. For that, I’m eternally grateful.

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In the cool and damp, on the first day of fall, I’m counting my blessings. Only you could have made me, ME. Humbled, I never in my wildest imagination would believe all this was possible. Anointed, I know things like this just couldn’t happen to everyone, every day.

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I give thanks, praising your good works. Just to be in your presence should be enough but you came to be with ME. Giving up your life to see what you believed in me would prosper, I love you so!

Jesus, thank you…

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Being Blessed

Showered with love from God above, I feel now what I’ve never defined.

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So, I sit by the window… it’s open a bit. I listen to the rain as the gorgeous afternoon has turned to showers. Deep in thought, I think about love…. reminded by the sound of rain as it pitter patters on the metal roof. Drawn to the sound like the oceans surf, I listen to the rhythm, as rain calms the fragile spirit. My God! I have finally found the fearless fragments they call love. Yes, I’ve heard the term in numerous terminologies as well as displayed in different sequences of events, but, nothing, sounds like love as it does when God waters his flowers. So, I sit and enjoy the effervescence.

Saying, ” I Do”, one time too many, makes me realize the face value of the thing called “love”. Buying my way, inflation has crippled and living in mere existence becomes a chore. But, as though God has reigned over me, about to give up, and saving my serenity with a stroke of His awesome power, I feel the sprinkles as it begins to rain. My heart fills like a rain gauge on the porch railing. Again, in the eleventh hour, neither of us would ever expect.

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Knowing God has delivered me and is using me to prove a point, I never thought in my wildest imagination that one week – thirty odd years ago – would be reincarnated. Showered with love from God above, I feel now what I’ve never defined.

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Lightning strikes and the lights go out. I’m moving away from the opened window. Curious, though, God has spoken. I listen to his message.

It’s night now and the day is a memory full of adventure and meaningful moments. Love, the art of giving, I yawn and listen to the rain, as God waters his flowers. I thank Him for what he has sent me. As for me, my rain gauge spilleth over. Exuberance reigns like a thunder shower for only God knows what we need. Feeling so blessed!

 


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