Promised Prayers

…find a sanctuary where peace and love are ordained from above.

Message from Heaven


I sip on my first cup of coffee in the mornings’ still. Peace….as nature calls on God to anoint today with tranquility. A Morning Dove and I sit quietly enjoying the break of day. I see her watching me. A trust seems to be established as we both enjoy what the other brings.

The sky is poised in shades of ice blue, majestically still. Not a cloud to be seen; the heavens receive the Earth. I have come to where God needs me – alone, attentive, observant. Trusting, I hear Him calling my heart, “Be not afraid for in the light I bring you promised prayers.”

Deep in supplication, I pray for unity as we are divided. I pray for the children whose parents are too busy to teach respect. I pray for those I know and love, hoping God will touch their spirits; and for the non-believers that read but can’t comprehend that God is real. “Prove it”, they say. I reply, “Come and sit; listen to the quiet.”

Like the shadows anointing the lawn, God and I remain one while enjoying the morning. You want to see a miracle (as George Burns would say)? “Look at me!” Trust begins inside of you, not in others you think you know.

Like the birds pMessages from Heavenerched upon the porch, I enjoy whatever God has delivered to my soul. I fill their trays with seed to eat and God fills my spirit so I may prosper. Just like the snap of a finger, the sun arrives on my shoulders and the neighbor’s pets begin to harmonize. High above, sitting on a wire, my furry long-tailed varmint is waiting on me to go inside. But I think I’ll sit and protect my feathered friends as God, too, watches over them.

My friends, find a sanctuary where peace and love are ordained from above. God isn’t revealed just in the church; many are confused there. Find a place to pray…..a rock along a shore or a park where shadows anoint. God is there waiting to receive that prayer you need in your life!

How could this be so right, because I’m here and you’re reading what God told me to write.  Another miracle by day’s light!

 


Because only then does one feel that all is as it should be and 
     that God wishes to see people happy, amidst the simple 
     beauty of nature.  I firmly believe that nature brings solace 
     in all troubles.   – Anne Frank

But when you pray, go into your room and shut the door and pray to your Father who is in secret. And your Father who sees in secret will reward you.   (Matthew 6:6)

Call to me and I will answer you, and will tell you great and hidden things that you have not known.   (Jeremiah 33:3)

Silver Seasons

Our trails of disasters have led us to greener pastures…

In the glimmering shadows, I stare across the way at you. I ask God to allow me the years that we have missed. Lord, explain why two would meet in their prime years, only to reunite as the silver seasons begin?

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I could write a book called, “The False Illusions”. Why would two who came together for one week and didn’t know the others’ walk; living a thousand miles apart with children and obligations; never forget each other?? Did God lay the ground work of which two could have never thought? What promises did God stow, although I know…. it was all in His timing. Success is measured by smiles not stress, and now blessings are bestowed.

What greater love than two old, coming together in the name of RESPECT and God anoints their visions! Our trails of disasters have led us to greener pastures; and we have both come to Christ. And where there is His father, no other power can destroy. Our prayers re-unite.

Today, in the bright sunshine, I watch the shadows you create as dreams and missions are one. You’re such a blessing to me! With God’s help, a child is born….an entity for all to see; a star, maybe high above the clouds that He created in the heavens; one that no one else could have ever seen.

In awe, I stand quietly, watching as the trust evolves from truths. A future as infamous as the galaxies, dreams are unimaginable. Only God addresses our circumstances as we remain in faith. And I look at you and think….

We nurture our love as you illuminate my visions and God above blesses the messages. What a joy to have God on my side and you to polish my points of view. It’s like sitting in the shade, enjoying a breeze, with a glass of lemonade on a Sunday afternoon. Nothing in this world would be better to me than you sharing the silver seasons of my life….until we leave and walk in heaven together.

 


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Let love be without hypocrisy. Abhor what is evil. Cling to what is good. (Romans 12:9)

Be kindly affectionate to one another with brotherly love, in honor giving preference to one another. (Romans 12:10)

Do nothing from rivalry or conceit, but in humility count others more significant than yourselves. Let each of you look not only to his own interests, but also to the interests of others. (Philippians 2: 3-4)

How Many Ways Can I Say….

….the solidarity I hold as you make an example out of me.


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It’s a gloomy, soggy Sunday. I rock in my recliner and post thoughts about those who won’t be in church this morning. How ungodly are they? Reflecting on the news of the day, I can’t imagine there is much love as it’s “every man and woman for themselves”. I’ve lived, somehow, long enough to see this rerun played out long before now. There is no God in times of bloodshed. In my faith, Christ shed that for me. I’m eternally grateful that my love of God permeates.

Here, by my side, are years of writings. Some are sad, but some I rejoice in how many ways can I say I love you, God. Like rainy days, my heart pales and the sky’s gray reminds me of my past. The failures, Lord, that you brought me through; the times I stumbled and you caught me as well; and the accidents where You saved me.  Dear God, how many ways can I say I love You?

Beside me are my shoe box monuments. No one can imagine in this day and age, the solidarity I hold as you make an example out of me. Graced with your anointment, my course has turned. I woke one early dawn and I wrote my precious first piece – “Jesus In The Backseat”.  My life now prophesized, God has ordered my mission.

My steps now lighter, my heart resides in forgiveness. My love and Your messages are now spreading around the world. How many ways can I say…I love You, God?

 

Readers:  How many ways can you say….”I love you, God”…..in my life? How has He changed your life?


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You shall love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your might. (Deuteronomy 6:5)

Jesus answered him, “If anyone loves me, he will keep my word, and my Father will love him, and we will come to him and make our home with him. Whoever does not love me does not keep my words. And the word that you hear is not mine but the Father’s who sent me. (John 14: 23-24)

Let everything that has breath praise the Lord! Praise the Lord! (Psalm 150: 6)

Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of lights with whom there is no variation or shadow due to change. (James 1: 17)

Wandering Back…

God, somehow, has helped me find my way back to the lemonade stands.


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My eyes aren’t 20/20 anymore and hearing isn’t what it should be either. But wandering back, winters were winter and summers were hot as haities. I reminisce those times with you.

Leaving doors unlocked and restful nights, are now things of the past. We would open the windows and listen to the locusts after a spring shower. As the hot summer’s heat sweltered, we slept by the fans trying to relax. Yes, life was good back then.

We sold lemonade (and no permits needed) and made lots of money…or so we thought. Mowing yards was an occupational hazard as poison ivy spread like wildfire. Sea nettles dried on the docks as the sun evaporated the life out of them. As I remember, I never thought I’d live so long.

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Those were awesome times to be a kid; always creating ways to entertain ourselves. We’d play all day until dinner time. Dad would say grace and mom repeated, “Put your napkin in your lap !” – “elbows off the table!” Oh some of the things we wish we could forget! Mom really loved me but she reminded me of boot camp reveille. 0600, “Hurry up you’ll miss the bus!” Homework started at 19:30 and bed was at 21:00. Reflecting, I wonder if it was really worth it. I guess parents plant seeds with hopes some will root. They did the best they could under the circumstances…

Associated with five wars now, I’ve lost some friends from high school and a neighbors son’s never made it home. Looking back, my path wasn’t so bad. I guess mom tried hard to protect me because of the hell she saw. I’ve stumbled some but haven’t we all?? But God, somehow, has helped me find my way back to the lemonade stands and my first love.

Our gracious Father is my insurance to a better life. He has granted me the ability to share, through blogs and my books, with those who choose to follow His Holy word. Anointed, I am, through all the turmoil and my fair share of skirmishes…


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All your children shall be taught by the LORD, and great shall be the peace of your children. (Isaiah 54:13)

Only take care, and keep your soul diligently, lest you forget the things that your eyes have seen, and lest they depart from your heart all the days of your life. Make them known to your children and your children’s children— (Deuteronomy 4:9)

…even as I try to please everyone in every way. For I am not seeking my own good but the good of many, so that they may be saved. (1 Corinthians 10:33)


Wandering back

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…we will find our way in a wavering world.


Squirming in my seat as a bored little boy, my teachers struggled to teach me. English, Math, Biology…. it didn’t matter for the text books all looked the same. Confused, like driving in fog, I found myself stuck at an intersection. You see, I tried hard to pay attention but my comprehension was minimal. Life was leaving me behind.

A football coach started to preach to me one day. “You’ll never amount to anything”, he said, “how can you with your lack of mentality?” A tear came as I cleared my throat. My shoulders hung low; I had no response. I knew not of God to stand with me as stones were thrown. Though demolished by insults hurled at me, my Lord was watching and giving me eternal strength. But I was too young and innocent to understand the beliefs instilled so I ran.

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Life was like a roller coaster. The climbs were challenging and the valleys were never ending but even as a small child with an IQ of 72, God had a purpose. I learned the greatest gift from God isn’t always the gift but “the giving”. As we walk through life, I propose you be ever mindful that even Christ, with all His many quests before Him, leaves a lot of life in question. It is God who holds the answers. Jesus, like a butler, only holds the door when heaven’s gates are opened. For there is no test score that defies aptitudes.

“For there the meek will inherit”, God’s promise to us all. Looking at the road I’ve traveled, doors opened and blessings flowed. I never saw a traumatic loss; blessings were disguised. But somehow life, with its twists and turns, gets sorted out as we grow older. They’re like the dawn – a new light comes and night is calmed. Channeled through life like running water, we will find our way in a wavering world.

 


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I know how to be brought low, and I know how to abound. In any and every circumstance, I have learned the secret of facing plenty and hunger, abundance and need. I can do all things through him who strengthens me. (Philippians 4:13)

Rejoice in hope, be patient in tribulation, be constant in prayer. (Romans 12:12)

Have I not commanded you? Be strong and courageous. Do not be frightened, and do not be dismayed, for the Lord your God is with you wherever you go. (Joshua 1:9)

 

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Trying To Make A Difference

…..just messages from heaven


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It’s another hot day and the grains are waving in the summer winds; the valleys are covered in shades of amber. I feel the winds facing my spirit. My soul feels like it’s in a pressure cooker. I am on the brink… my heart pales as I look out over the fields as I am so minute. But God has opened a gateway; I stare out over the valley of believers.  I’m no different than my peers; in fact, I’m not even worthy of the gifts from God. YOU, my friends, are better!  But I stand in the wake waiting for our heavenly Father who doesn’t pick and choose. He wants us all but only a few follows his commands.

I’ll never forget the night my Father woke me and told me to write. I still laugh to myself as I thought He was kidding. I said to God, I’ve never written a thing in my life and you think I can do that?? And at the age of sixty?? You can imagine the rest of that story. I went to the kitchen and picked up a pen. The first piece I ever wrote was “Jesus In the Back Seat”. I’ve never published that sacred piece. Instead I have it stored in my memory as it was what God said to write first. I got the message….

My point being, while sitting in the dark to begin a journey with not even a road map, I had no idea where I was headed but God knew! I ask, “Will you let Him be your engine?” Can one human really make a difference in 2017?  I’m not worthy but I am called.

I wonder, what defines worthy? We are all sinners of one sort or another. Doing God’s work comes in many different forms, it’s not just those of cloth that are called upon. I’ve lived long enough to hear those who swear to God and get crucified behind the curtains.

I just stay in prayer knowing if I do as God desires, I’ll be blessed by His own presence. My writings aren’t mine… they are messages from heaven. I have no outline or study guide to hide in, nor a computer to correct my poor grammar errors. But being left handed, I just peck away with my right thumb on my cellphone. God forbid I get arthritis! I’m just me; my mother’s boy, loving life and listening to the Lord. ……


 

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Time Grows

God brought you to me once more!


As time marches on, we held on to those moments when as adolescents, we played in the leaves. In the crisp air of fall, we spent our weekends raking leaves. We played hide and seek for hours… after all, it was one way I was able to see you.

Then the first frost of ice formed on the puddles. The holidays came first. On Thanksgiving, you left to see your cousins; I sat in my room and stared out the window. I watched the leaves as they swirled; they reminded me of you. Those were the longest four days I could ever remember.

I watched the neighbors string their Christmas lights and wished my dad would let me help. Mom enjoyed me helping her to trim the tree… but, I wondered what you were doing too. I asked Mom if you could come over, but we were too busy. I saved some money to buy you a gift; a sweet necklace with a heart; it was all I could afford. I really wanted to see you on Christmas day.

If I was lucky, I would catch a glimpse of you in another classroom; we ate lunch on different shifts. Your mom would pick you up from school and I rode the bus home.

Spring came and we played around the flag pole on May Day. We joined in, holding hands.  Summer was around the corner and I couldn’t wait! But it was then you moved away.  We lost contact and I never knew where you moved to or where I could find you. I always watched for you to appear at our favorite spots.

Puberty came and my interests changed. Building models and tree forts were my fame until high school and then they were lame. But I never forgot about you….

I married once but it didn’t work out. I knew it was you I should have been with – my soul mate from heaven. God delivered, but it was just the wrong time.

Years later and a little technology, you have showed up on my doorstep. Elated, God brought you to me once more! As “time grows”, so does our love. Now, in our golden years, we wake in the morning holding hands, just like we did as kids.

I just can’t thank God enough for this miracle of love, my soul mate, from way back when…..

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