It’s Another Sunday Morning

Another Sunday Morning cover


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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My Sleeping Beauty

Receiving blessings and miracles….

My Sleeping Beauty 3


Watching the hands of Gentle Ben hanging above her head, the sun shines on the bottom of her slippers as her eyes grow heavy. Her mind is a million miles from here. The living room looms as the world is in her hands. With her swept-back hair and bedroom eyes, she stretches out on the couch in blue sweats. I watch her in awe. The sun gleaming through the window caresses her smile as she dozes off again. So I stare at the love of my life. Once in a great while, God honors those heartfelt dreams.

Keeping the faith, our Father in heaven reciprocates with a genuine love you’ve spent your life looking for—a true blessing. Holding on to the dreams you prayed for long ago, God’s in the business of answering them. You see, patience is the secret.

So, you may ask, “How can I receive God’s blessings or a miracle?” First, be diligent in prayer and praise as God did all His miracles by the spoken Word. Prayer may be in the form of singing or reading and studying the Bible. Be sure it is positive though and avoid negative phrases.

Hebrews 11
Through faith we understand that the worlds were framed by the word of God, so that things which are seen were not made of things which do appear.”

Second of all, live by God’s Word! It doesn’t mean that Satan will not try to interfere with your prayers, but our powerful Lord will ultimately win.

Romans 10:17
“So then faith cometh by hearing, and hearing by the word of God.”

 

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So maybe we wait, or maybe we become impatient and make mistakes. Regardless, God is forever faithful to us. I try to be on my best behavior–never wanting to bend the Ten Commandments. It’s a good practice to follow the laws God handed us.

So now soundly sleeping, it’s best I write and not wake her–my sleeping beauty. Watching as the sun shadows the tree tops, I clutch my heart for the love I just adore. If man ever had a second chance at life, it surely would be me as I stare at my gorgeous wife who sleeps so innocently. There’s not much to say as I think about the gift God gave me, except to always stay in prayer. I’ll never forget who made this moment happen. Our Father in heaven, gets all the honor and glory!

 

My Sunday Prayer

My Sunday Prayer


So my dear Lord, I sit outside long before dawn in the early moonlight that crescents my heart. The winds of fresh air sweep across my soul. My Father, in heaven, anoint my intentions and be with me all my days on this earth. I come to You bearing my soul as my love of God grants my redemption.

Though my heart is weary, I must carry on. I’ve come to the edge of the forest where the sand and seas greet the woodlands. There, I will dwell in the house of the Lord, spreading thanksgiving to all those who receive Your word. I pray now, Almighty One, for strength to carry the crosses I must bear.

My Heavenly Host, I listen to your calling. I share with those less fortunate, the healing message on the table. I stand at your altar where the winds and seas have conquered. Praising your name, I alter my thinking. Though many may cast their nets in the wind to replenish, the serpent of the waters scares the catch from others who try to fish. Oh God, I pray for those who suffer! Take their pain away and give them comfort. Though I may be old, may I never be too set in my ways. My comfort comes as the dawn greets me. You, my Lord, have blessed me with this day.

And in the quiet, I listen to the winds trying to predict what God has to offer; but the gales are unpredictable so, I guess I have to be patient. But my love endures…. ever graciously thankful for the turns in the winding road. I, also, have wandered too long, I propose.

It is only God who knows the length of this life we must conquer. I wait for my Angel of Dawn for she will greet my determination. Pressing onward into the wind, calmer waters will greet me as I master my direction….and, I will follow. God, the guider of all intentions, provide thee with thy love.

Amen

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!

 

Isaiah 40:31

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.

God Cries With Us

God will help us all to try to recover from this history…..


God Cries With Us Part 1

I listen to the rain as it dances on my rooftop…. and God cries with us.

 

God Cries With Us Part 2

But now I see…. God cries with us.

 

God Cries With Us Part 3

Reverently our hearts are one. Harmonizing our battle cry we will never salute those who sit and do nothing….as God cries with us.

 

God Cries With Us Part 4

We must unite….as our God cries with us.

 

God Cries With Us Part 5

Knowing times like these…. even God cries with us.

 


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