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He has made me glad

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I had someone recently tell me they were looking for a sign from God.  I told them that He is always faithful and will give them exactly what they need -in His perfect timing!

I know this because He has been so faithful to me.

With no stream in sight, lately I’ve felt like I am walking through a desert.  As someone who wears her heart on her sleeve at all times, I’ve cried more in the last week than I have in ages.  I HATE to cry.  Especially in front of people.  It is humiliating, embarrassing, and makes me feel weak. But sometimes I just can’t stop the tears from flowing, and I have stopped fighting it.

I arrived at church Sunday morning, and was sitting at the piano- praying and getting ready to begin our worship practice.  As I sat there, I got a text from a friend saying they were praying for me.  I responded, letting them know how much their prayers meant to me and to share with them that I had been feeling very “down” this past week.

As soon as did I hit “send” on my response, I saw someone enter the sanctuary- all smiles, and holding a flower.  I got up from the piano as she came to the stage.

“God told me to give this to you today!”  She had cut the bloom from her yard that morning.

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I cried- yes, again, lol–  but this time they were tears of joy!  It was a gladiola bloom.

“He has made me GLAD,” I said as I hugged her, and in that instant the joy of the Lord flooded my heart.

He is with us, and He shows up in the most wonderful ways!

And always right on time.

For You, Lord, have made me glad through Your work;
I will triumph in the works of Your hands.  Psalm 92:4 

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Humble yourselves, therefore, under God’s mighty hand, that he may lift you up in due time. Cast all your anxiety on him because he cares for you.  1 Peter 5:6-7

 

 

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Get your business done

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One of the first things I do every morning is take my dog outside.  We don’t have a fenced- in yard, so one of us takes him out on a leash at least 3 times a day.  This morning was not unlike most others- I was hoping it would be a quick step out the door, that my boy would get his business done, and I’d be back in the comfy confines of my homestead within minutes.

Not so.

In fact, I put so much confidence in my dog’s ability to get ‘er done quickly that I didn’t even put my shoes on.  He sniffed, and then proceeded to lick the dew off of every blade of grass.  He looked into the air and inhaled the aromas of the morning.  He was completely savoring and enjoying every second we were outside.  Not me.

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I, on the other hand- stepped on every rock and stick that happened to be underfoot. Impatiently, I muttered under my breath…come on!!  go potty!!”  I did everything I could to hurry him up.

After he took me around the perimeter of the yard twice, he led me across the street before finally getting his business done.  Ouch! I muttered as I tiptoed my bare feet across the rocky asphalt.

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As he took the time to find the perfect spot to relieve himself, the Lord impressed on me the importance of being intentional about getting our own “business” done…the things we do and the things we say.  To be purposeful with our words and actions and not rush through things.   To breathe in the air around us and be thoughtful about what we are doing and where we are going.  To take the time to prepare for whatever business we are going to take care of.

And to never leave the house without my shoes on again!

Be prepared, whether the time is favorable or not.  2 Timothy 4:2

*btw- if you need a laugh today, watch this…

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Lament

 Lament
I’m Mary and I’m Martha all at the same time;
I’m sitting at His feet and yet I’m dying to be recognized.
I am a picture of contentment and I am dissatisfied.
Why is it easy to work but hard to rest sometimes,
Sometimes, sometimes
I’m restless, and I rustle like a thousand tall trees;
I’m twisting and I’m turning in an endless daydream.
You wrestle me at night and I wake in search of You…
But try as I might, I just can’t catch You
But I want to, ’cause I need You, yes, I need You
I can’t catch You, but I want to.How long, how long until I’m home?
I’m so tired, so tired of running
How long until You come for me?How long, how long until I’m home?
I’m so tired, so tired of running
How long until You come for me?By Audrey Assad 

This song has been playing on repeat in my heart and mind for days.  The piano…the psalm-like words… they echo the restlessness I so often experience.  Wanting to be doing something and yet- needing to just be.
My sweet, beautiful Granny went to be with the Lord yesterday.  As I prayed and thought of her journey over the last few days, I imagined her running- desperately running into the arms of Jesus.
Praise the Lord, she is finally home.
“You have made us for yourself, O Lord, and our hearts are restless until they rest in you.”               -Saint Augustine
 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rn-mEQghZWQ
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