Forgiven

Forgiven

To see Him look at me with those eyes of love,
After I scorned Him,
            denied Him,
            rejected Him.
To hear Him whisper those words, "I forgive you,"
After I turned my back,
            did my own thing,
            rejected his gift.

He not only forgave me, but He picked me up.
The wounds and pain that my sins had created,
   He began to heal and mend.
He touched me with those nail scared hands,
   those hands that had paid for my sin.
Tears of joy flowed down His blood stained face as He hugged me and accepted me.
He submitted Himself to bleed and die, so my chains could be removed,
    so I could be set free from my prison and bondages.
He fought for me.
The victory was His, the enemy defeated,

And I was set free!

How can you ever be the same after this happens?

This love, this acceptance, so unfathomable,
                                                unexplainable,
                                                uncomprehensible.

As His love flows through me, I become transformed, renewed, clean, beautiful.
I begin to see as He sees, feel like He feels, hear like He hears.
His love poured over me overflows,
Overflows to those in my path and they too receive His gift.

Amazing grace

Does Your Heart Cry Out With Barrenness?

What does it mean to be barren?
     It's a longing unfulfilled,
     It's gifts withheld,
     It's sadness, emptiness,
     It's laughter that isn't heard,
     It's a heavy heart.
Does your heart cry out with barrenness?

My God says something intriguing,
     "Tell the barren woman to sing aloud,
       Break into cries of joy,
       Enlarge the limits of her home,
       Spread wide the curtains of her tent,
       Let out its ropes to the full!"

Oh God,
You definitely have increase in mind.
How small my thoughts, how narrow my vision.
You have abundance in store, more than I can imagine.
This loss You desire to turn into gain,
Such increase, such favor, such goodness.

"Something new, something great," your Husband , your Maker whispers,
   "I want to break you out of your confines,
     I have dreams for you to possess,
     I have new opportunities for you to pour out your love.
     The time of shame, the time of sorrow, the time of mourning is over."

He speaks to those once deserted,
                               once rejected,
                               once heart-broken.
"You are My bride, My love for you is immovable.
  I have a peace for you, a completeness to be fathomed which cannot be stolen.
  I am your Husband, your Maker,
  All you have gone through has been for purpose, but now restoration is my plan for you.
  Your time of sorrow, sadness, and brokenness has produced a beauty in you; a beauty of endurance,
      wisdom and compassion. This beauty is forming a firm foundation, walls of strength with precious
       jewels.
Keep looking to Me, your Husband, and abide in My righteousness and delight in you.
Rejection, brokenness, and the lies of the enemy will not be able to penetrate these walls, or the new
      creation that you have become."

"This restoration, this beautiful building will welcome with anticipation and expectation, the new
      enlargement, the new thing, the abundance that I have planed for you."

Comforted, restored, and loved by the High God of heaven!!!

Meditation from Isaiah 54

     

He Came

His own arm brought our victory.
His own integrity saved us.
He put on the helmet of salvation, His garment of vengeance (against the prince of this world.)
He said, "I am going to invade your world of darkness with Light, with Hope, with Joy."
And He came,
He came like a rushing stream, in power, in energy, in mighty desire, in extreme brilliance and glory.
He came driven by the breathe of God.
He entered this world of darkness in the humble form of a baby.
This baby, our Deliverer,
This is the One who rescues us out of darkness, out of despair, out of our mourning.
This One comes to turn the Light on.
This One comes to bear our burdens, bear our guilt, bear our shame.
This One pays the price, takes the place, gives Himself, reveals the depth of His love.
This One, who loves me, who loves you, has come to dwell among us, desiring to bring us into
      the fullness of joy that He longs for us to possess.
He came revealing His standard of love over us, shouting His standard of love over us, shining His standard 
      of love over us.

And the angel said,"Behold I bring you tiding of great joy, unto you is born this day  in the city of David , a Savior,who is Christ the Lord!"

The Rescue

It was it was in a box labeled, "The Rescue Collection".
When I opened this box, I was amazed to find a beautiful, shinny, silver necklace.
I was told this object was picked up in the smoky garbage dumps in Nicaragua.
My daughter picked it up last spring thinking it was interesting.
She quickly decided it was a treasure, and had it made into this beautiful necklace,
    thus the Rescue.

This reminded me of my rescue.
Yes, my Maker fashioned and made me beautiful with so much intention, design, and purpose.
But the enemy tossed me around with his lies, life was hard on me, and the pain and the wounds had me       
  feeling ugly, dirty, and worthless.
But Jesus came and rescued me.
Just like my daughter rescued that object out of the garbage dump, Jesus revealed His love to me and
  rescued me from the bondage of sin, guilt, shame, and the lies of the enemy.
My Jesus picked me up, polished me, spoke truth into my heart, and allowed me to believe and receive His
  love.
The love that He poured into me filled my being until I could overflow with His love.
And as I received His gift of love, I was transformed into a treasure radiating His beauty.

I am part of His Rescue Collection

So thankful!!!


The Rescued One

The rescued ones dance
Dance because they are free,
Dance because they have been made clean, made beautiful.
The rescued ones dance,
Bringing the good news to others that need rescued.
The rescued ones dance,
Proclaiming the awe, wonder, greatness, goodness, power, and lovingkindness of the One
   who rescued them
   who ransomed them,
   who loves them.
The rescued ones have a story of deliverance to proclaim,
    and a song of joy to sing!


Isaiah 52

Thoughts from Isaiah 46-49

Purposed and Planned by the Father

From birth He called me,
From my mother's womb He named me.
He made me His polished arrow,
      hid me in His quiver,
      as He grew me,
      transformed me, loved me,
      revealing His heart to me.
His song over me has always been,
"You are my chosen one, I have purposes for you.
  I delight in you!"

Then He gave me my assignment, to be His light in my world.
He promised that the One who loved me would always be beside me.
He poured out His favor over me and promised provision on the path.

"Yes," He whispered, " The path may go through the desert, but I will meet your every need on the way.
I even have bubbling springs of joy for you to discover."
"Yes, the path may go up and down some hills, but I, the One who loves you will be there to lead you,
      comfort you, carry you when you are weary and refresh you so you can continue.
You see, I have gone before you, I have already prepared the way.
I have prepared pastures for you to rest in, pastures for you to discover my peace,
Yes, even in the difficulty, even in the pain, even in the sadness."

"My dear one, this is what I do.
Please trust me.
Amongst the difficulties of your path, I have prepared treasures.
     a place of nourishment,
     a place of peace,
     protection and provision.
I have arranged victory for you, victory over your enemies that accuse, taunt, condemn, and distract you
      from the path.
Each treasure of mine that you discover, I rejoice over.
Each step of victory, I delight in.
Each step of faith and trust adorns you with beauty, radiance and light."
You are always in my vision,
Your name is engraved on my hand.
It's impossible for me to forget you."

"Yes my child, how I delight in you, how I love you!"                                 



Stepping into His Strength

Oh God, I step into Your footsteps,
I step into Your strength,
I step into Your boldness and courage,
I step into Your footsteps and receive your peace, your glory, your love.
I step in and trust,
            and believe,
            and receive.
   

A Sweet Morsel

Isaiah 45:2,3 "I will go before you and level the uneven places, I will shatter the bronze doors and cut the 
                      iron bars in two. I will give you the treasures of darkness and riches in the secret places."

Oh, that secret place,
That place I can go to in my spirit, in every circumstance.
It's the place where I only see You, Jesus. 
It's here You show me the treasure in the pain, treasure in the slander, treasure in the conflict.
It's here You take away judgement and allow me to see as You see and love like You love.
It's here You tell me Your secrets, reminding me of who You are and who I am.
It's here I listen to Your song and receive a song again. 
It's here I am loved and everything becomes better as You hold my hand, transforming me.


My circumstance earlier today led me to to feel like a dead dog in a corner.
(that's what the enemy had for me)
I remember feebly praying, "God, You promised me a treasure in each circumstance even when it seems dark." It took awhile, but then I began to hear His song to me. It was beautiful and brings tears to my eyes as I try to relay it now. He said, "I am so proud of you, so proud of you for trying, so proud of you for not giving up. I want to nourish you on this journey."
Oh, what joy suddenly filled my pitiful spirit as my eyes turned to my Lover, my Beloved, my Lord.
The God of glory? Proud of me? Delighting in me?
His words brought such life to me.
Thank you God for being on the journey with me, on the path, in the circumstance.
Thank you for allowing me to hear Your song!
Thank you for this treasure moment, this sweet morsel of Your presence!
                                                                                  

Autumn Musings

Fallen Leaves

As I trudged through the fallen leaves on my path this morning, I took delight in their array of colors and the     rustling sound they made as I walked through them.
But then I contemplated on the fact that I was actually walking through dead remains. The  nourishment of 
   chlorophyll had been stopped, causing their colors to come and then drop.
My Savior tells me that I am dead to sin. Just like these fallen leaves, I can no longer give my sins life.
The attributes of my lower nature needs to fall and be trodden upon.
At times, I may think I should keep one or two of them alive. Like this anger, maybe it's justified, or this
   bitterness, I have a reason for it to remain. Sometimes I blame my circumstances and demand that is why
   I can't let this mumbling go.
But my Savior says,"Release it, let it go, let it fall, tread upon those leaves, that old man!"
He reassures me that He has something better to replace it with, an upgrade. He whispers, "Let Me plant 
   those seeds of the Spirit."
And as I trust, obey, and yield, He replaces those dead leaves with budding vines of new growth, 
   budding vines of love, joy, peace, patience, and kindness.
It is then that I become alive to all He desires for me!


The Maple Tree

Thank you God for the colors of autumn.
This giant maple tree so fully robed in its green garments, patiently allows You, God, to stop the
     flow of its nourishment. In the process, this majestic creation of Yours, turns into a beautiful display of 
     golden splendor. Its splendor only lasts for a short time, but again, this creation of Yours does not
     fight or argue with You as You strip it barren! In it's barren state, it rests, becoming  nourished on the 
     inside as it awaits the promise. It awaits the promise of spring, the promise of a new beginning.
I thank You God that You care about me, Your creation, Your daughter. Yes, You promise that the work You have begun in my life, You will perfect. So I trust You, my Maker, as You work in my life in the 
    seasons of my life. I want to trust, like the maple tree. I want to trust, believe, and receive all You
    are doing.

The Sound of Jesus

Is the sound of Jesus murmur? Is the sound of Jesus complaining?
Is the sound of Jesus anger, contempt or strife?
Is the sound of Jesus putting someone down or exalting oneself?
Is the sound of Jesus frustration or annoyance?
Is the sound of Jesus despair or negativity?
Is the sound of Jesus fear, unbelief or accusations?
Is the sound of Jesus laughing at righteousness, hiding the truth, or snickering at sincerity?

I want to ring out the sound of Jesus, I want to spread His fragrance.
Do you hear the sound of Jesus?
Do you hear hope, gratefulness, goodness, patience, acceptance, kindness?
Do you hear esteeming others better then yourself, gentleness, joy, celebration, forgiveness, honor?

The sound of love is the sound of My Jesus.
When love is in abundance, the fragrance is sweet.

We have that opportunity, to make the sound of Jesus known and to spread His fragrance.


Returning

It's when you return and trust, it's when your return and rest, that all things are possible.
It's when you return and trust, it's when you return and rest, the heavens are opened and 
      provision is released.
It's when you return and trust, it's when you return and rest that the hopeless become hopeful,
      the anxious become peaceful, the ashes become beautiful, and the worn out become refreshed.
It's when you return and trust, it's when you return and rest, the mourning turns to joy, the mumbling
     becomes rejoicing, the heavy heart becomes light, the weak gain strength, and confidence is restored.
It's when you return and trust, it's when you return and rest, the light shines on the path, and eyes are 
      opened to see.
Opened to see You God, 
               in all Your glory, 
                        in all Your grace,
                                     in all Your power,
                                              and in all Your love.
It is then that we can enter into the fullness of You God and into the desires that you have for us to possess.



Isaiah 30:15 For thus said the Lord God, the Holy One of Israel, In returning to Me and resting in Me you shall be saved, in quietness and in confidence shall be your strength.

A Picture of My Dear Mother

Today I remember and celebrate the life of my dear Mother. This was her birthday and the day she entered her eternal home. She has the Lord Jesus to celebrate her birthday with now in person, but I celebrate her life and the impact she had on me, her daughter.

The Lord has blessed me with a wonderful gift, that gift is you, Mother. I thank Him for you and thank you for your love and example you were to me of a godly woman.

The first picture I have of you Mother is you kneeling by the chair in the living room. Each morning when I would come downstairs you would be there. I know my name was on that prayer list that you kept in your Bible. I peeked one time to check that out. Knowing that your prayers have gone before you and have gone behind you has given me much confidence in my everyday routine as a mother.

Another picture I have of you is sacrifice. You sacrificed your desires, your time, even your health for your family as you worked often late into the night doing the daily chores. You sacrificed your time to visit me daily, for hours in the hospital when I was burned, even though you had an infant and 5 other children at home. You sacrificed your desires when you always put your family and guests before yourself.

Another picture I have of you is femininity. You were such a lady, standing tall and beautiful. Even to run out and do a short errand you would change your outfit and shoes, so you would look "presentable."

Another picture I have of you is patience. I was always amazed how you could be so patient in waiting for your husband and sons to come in from the field when a meal was ready, even though they were already 30 minutes or more late. I remember how patient you were when you were trying to teach me how to sew.
"We will just rip this out and start over," you would calmly exclaim.

I loved to hear you sing. You had a beautiful voice. I loved to sing along with you. The chores would go so much faster when we would sing through them.

I think of you as being very creative. You were creative in reaching our neighborhood for Christ. You would take us to sing Easter carols and Christmas carols for shut-ins, and you organized a VBS right on our farm.

Most of all I think of you as my teacher, or mentor, someone I always wanted to be like. You taught me how to do household chores and garden work. Each job you gave me had purpose. I remember I hated ironing those week-day shirts of my brothers, but you knew I would need that skill some day for my own family. Most of all you taught me about God's love as I saw His love flowing from you to all of us. You taught me how to love, how to give, and how to live, by just loving Jesus and being yourself.

Yes, many woman do noble things, but in my opinion, you surpassed them all.

Safe and Secure

Safe and Secure

His left hand cradles my head as His right hand embraces me.  Song of Songs 8:3

It's beautiful here with You, Jesus.
Your left hand cradles my head and Your right hand embraces me.
I feel Your gentleness, but also Your Strength.

How can I fear, when I am so close to You?
You have me where I can only gaze into Your eyes, and listen to the sound of Your heartbeat.

As I listen to the sound of Your love song, and feel the waves of Your love,
                     the fear,
                          the anxiety,
                               the insecurity,
                                    the questions,
                                                all leave.
As I whisper the concerns of my heart to You, You give me such confidence.
Confidence that because You love me, it's all going to be OK.
You are bigger and stronger than I could ever imagine, but yet You care and understand completely.

Your words of hope and promise clear my sight, allowing me to see and to hear the way You always desired for me,
            with hope,
                   with faith,
                          and with love.

This is what love is... This is what peace is...This is grace!

Life

Life

Today my 93 year old neighbor said to me, "I wish I did not live to be this old, I feel so worthless."
This led to a conversation on what makes life worthwhile and valueable.

What determines the value of life, whether old, young, or in between?

The old remember being strong in life, productive and energetic. They remember working, providing,
producing and protecting. Now they are the ones who have to depend on someone else for these very
things that had given them meaning in life.

The young and the unborn don't remember. Their very survival depends on someone's care, compassion and protection. The sick and handicapped depend on the strong for their well being also.

So is it only the strong who have value and meaning in life?

Life is the very essence of God's love. It was His love that created life and gave value and meaning to each
individual, the unborn in the womb,the infant, the sick, the handicapped. the elderly and the strong.
We all need each other. The weak, young and elderly need the strong in order to live a meaningful life, likewise, the strong need the weak,young,and the elderly to live a meaningful life.

Taking care of the weak, young and the elderly is rewarding. It's how we learn to give and learn how to love. It's how our character is shaped, teaching us patience, gentleness, kindness and endurance. It's how we learn to grow in wisdom and so much more.

Our society today determines its own value on the weak. It's a choice we can make they say.
Yes, it's a choice.
Its's a choice to kill an unborn child if it is determinded to be unwanted or not convenient.
It's a choice for self instead of a choice to give, to protect, to provide.
It's a choice to come to "my own conclusion of who is valuable and who is not."

The same goes for the other end of the specrtum, the elderly.
In today's society hospitals are rewarded if they spend less on seniors.
Why should seniors be treated differently in hospitals than the young or middle-aged?
Is it because we are coming up with our own preconceived idea of who is valuable and who is not?

God is the only One who can place a value on an indiviual. He is the One who has created this life. All His creation has value because He has planned and purposed each one of their lives, making each indiviual unique.

He is the One who places the label of value over each person. We cannot exert our power over His and declare that this one is valueable and this one is not.

So I will cheerfully perform my duty of voting this year as a priest before the Lord, and I will vote for what I know He holds dear to His heart. I will vote for LIFE.

Gratitude

Gratitude

How full am I with gratitude,
Full, half full, a little bit, or none?
My God commands me to be filled up with gratitude, filled up with praise.

Is that possible God? Every day?
What about the days of frustration, the days of pain, the days of wounds?

My child, my grace covers you in those painful days as well as the pleasant happy days.
I am the One who fills.
It is there for you, you just need to reach in and participate.

I can allow you to see a gift even if it is wrapped in a drab package.
I can allow you to see a treasure even though it is hidden beneath a hard shell, or needs to be dug up.

When you are grateful in the midst of the storm and the pain, you partake in my nature.
My daughter, I always see the treasure in you when you don't and in other people when you can't.
Ask, and I will reveal these secrets to you, enabling you to truely be able to rejoice in all things.

I have given you this command for your good.
Obeying will cause you to prosper and to be victorious.
Gratefulness in your heart will lighten the load,
                                             bring a song,
                                             produce a smile,
                                             and will always keep you looking up to Me - hoping and trusting.


Colossians 3:15 And be filled up with gratitude.
                                                                                                               .

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Jesus My Head

Col. 2:19 Yet it is from the Head that the whole body with its joints and ligaments, receives its
                supplies, and thus knit together, grows according to God's design.


 If He is my Head
I need to know how He thinks. 
His way of thinking has to activate all that the body attempts to do.

So how can I, being part of the body, do anything, make a decision, perform a project, walk into a situation, hear a report, seek direction; without first asking my Head for His thoughts, His wisdom, His desire.

If He is my Head 
I need to know that He communicates with me.
Whether it be through His written word, answered prayer, thoughts and desires He gives me, an audible voice, visions, dreams, or through other people: I need to know that He desires to communicate with me
and reveal Himself to me.

If He is my Head
I need to know that all my supplies come from Him
They can't come from any other source.
If I accept supplies from human injections, or the spirits of the world, they only cause disease; anxiety,   frustration, anger, and bitterness.
I can only accept the supplies from my Head, who provides out of the treasures of heaven,
who provides out of His abundant love, who provides out of His fullness in glory!
And He bestows on us everything we need to live life to the fullness as He desired.

If He is my Head
I have to know that He chose me to be knit together with Him.
He wanted me, He accepted me, delights in me.
He is the One who will grow me into all He desires for me!

He does all the work.
I just rest and receive, 
Rest in the finished work of His love,
Look into His eyes and TRUST.
 

Jesus

Jesus

I love to whisper Your name Jesus.
I love to think Your name.
I love to shout Your name.

Your name breaks through my doubts,fears,anxieties,
       and questions.
Your name calms my heart, lifts my head.
Your name shifts the atmosphere, allowing the light to
       shine through, the hope to be restored, the joy
       comes, flooding my soul.
Your name speaks LOVE to me and all You are explodes into me.

Jesus

Treasures on the Other Side of the Road

Treasures on the Other Side of the Road

This morning on my walk, the recycle truck was picking up items on the side of the road I usually
walk on. So I went over to the other side of the road to walk. I found some sweet treasures of beauty
there that I hadn't seen before. Dainty queen's anne lace, funny, yellow butter and eggs, and pink clover with pinstriped leaves soon formed a bouquet in my hand.

As I walked I thought about some things in my life that seemed to have me on the other side of the road.
It is not the familiar, everyday path for me right now. I think God has some treasures for me to discover here. I am going to keep my eyes open, ears attentive, and my heart receptive. I am sure these treasures that I am expecting will grace my life and those around me just as that bouquet of wildflowers is now gracing my bathroom sink.

I am excited Lord.
Excited that You are taking each step with me.
Excited that everything with You is intentional and for my good.
Excited because I know You are good, and Your love for me is abundant and full!!!

When Your Light Comes

When Your Light Comes

When your Light comes, it illuminates my heart.
Revealing to me: how I need You,
                          how hopeless life is without You,
                          how I want You.

When your Light comes, it illuminates Your heart.
Revealing to me, Your longings and desires for me,
                          Your deep, deep love for me,
                          Your plans and purposes for my life.

This Light is blinding.
I wasn't expexcting it.
I didn't think You would want me in this condition.

But You are here!
Your Light has come.
I am undone... I can see!
My blinders have fallen off, the veil has lifted.
Your Light has made everything clear.
I am enthralled by your love as I gaze upon Your face.
I surrender.
Suddenly transformed, and restored, making me feel brand new.

When You shine Your Light Father,
You plant goodness, justice,  hope, and truth.
And as these seeds sprout and begin to grow,
I become a daughter of the light,
Carrying Your presence, Your radiance, Your hope, Your purity,
              Your fragrance, Your love, Your peace, Your joy.
Not allowing darkness, fear,anxiety, anger, unbelief, complaining
              and condemnation to enter.
But a daughter that is singing, smiling, dancing, and knowing that she is loved.

Your Light revealing Your heart, lighting the path, allowing me to see,
to see, not only with my eyes, but with my heart.

Ephesians 5:13 Everything, when once the Light has shown on it is illumined, and everything when illumined
                        is all light.

                            

In my Weakness

In My Weakness

In my weakness,
You come, and listen to my pleas,
Hear my cry, and you comfort me.

You comfort me and hug me
Till the pain lifts.
Then you remind me of Your love for me,
You sing it over me,
Giving me a double portion of all I need,
Treasuring and cherishing me.

Your love becomes my strength for today,
My hope for tomorrow.
The heavens open as I trust again and
Believe that all possibilities are available for me 
Today and tomorrow; because I belong to You!

Joy returns!!!



How Do I Wrap my Mind Around the Goodness of God?

To think how He has bestowed and opened the heavens, releasing the fountain of grace.
Giving me every spiritual blessing from the heavenly realm.
Choosing me to be His before the creation of the world,
Appointing me to become His daughter.
Releasing me: ownership to the enemy,
                     from the mountain of sin, guilt,shame, and hopelessness,
                     from fear, pain, anxiety, and striving.
Forgiving me, in an instant, freely,entirely,
Accepting me completely.
Placing me in Christ Jesus, where I have access to all the promises and the goodness of God.
Enabling me to receive the outpouring of His grace.
Adopting me into His family, sealing my union with the gift of the Holy Spirit, which indwells me.

All decreed in His design.
All purposed for me because of His love.
All to the praise of His glory.

My mind cannot understand this love.
The logic and intellect of the world cannot explain this love.
But my heart knows this love:
Because it's imparted to me by the Father,
Sung over me by the Son,
Whispered to me by the Spirit.

All to the praise of His glory!!!


Ephesians 1:3-14

Compare

     
                            Compare

                         The One that is with me is:
                             so much greater,
                             so much more powerful,
                             has so much more wisdom,
                             has all authority.
                         The One that is with me is:
                             the King of Kings,
                             the One on the throne,
                             the One in control of all things,
                         This One is for me,
                             delights in me,
                              loves me.
                         He is the One on my side
                              fighting my battle today!

                          I thought my enemy was huge until
                              I discovered that his help is 
                              the arm of flesh.

                           Compare that to my Help.
                           The King of Kings and Lord of Lords!

                           No comparison!


2 Chronicles 32:7 The One with us is greater than all those with them. With them is the arm of flesh with
                            us is the Lord our God.


                     

                                                                     Called to be Free

                                                        Free from the ownership of the enemy,
                                                        Free from wandering,
                                                        Free from guilt, shame,rejection and condemnation,
                                                        Free from emptyness,meaninglessness,
                                                        Free from striving, hoping to make to be good enough,
                                                        Free from trying to please people and doing what everyone
                                                            else does.
                                                        Free from other people's opinion of me,
                                                        Free to be who I was created to be. Free to be me.
                                                        Free to love, to live, to discover, to explore, to receive God's goodness
                                                        Created... Chosen...Called... to be free!
                                                 
                                                        What a gift,
                                                        What a treasure!

                                                         You my friends, were called to be free... Galations 5:13

                                                                         Throne Room Bliss

                  Thank you God that you never grow weary of me. You allow me to have limitless time with you.
                  I don't have to tiptoe to your throne room, sneak in,and hope you will glance my way. But as
                  soon as I come, you welcome me with open arms, accepting me completely with no hint of
                  annoyance, judgment, or condemnation. But with joy you welcome me in. You don't just half-
                  heartily listen to my request, my sighs, my story; but you feel with your heart and respond with
                  your eyes, penetrating deep within me your love. And somehow, beyond my comprehension,
                  You make everything better. I leave the throne room with: grace in abundance, light for the way,
                   strength renewed, forgiven. healed, a heart that is peaceful and a smile on my face.

                   Why didn't I come sooner?

                    Hebrews 4:16 Let us come boldly to the throne room of grace where we will find mercy and
                                           grace to help in our time of need.
                                                                                                         
           

It is in the garden that the Lord comes and reveals His love to me. That is where I go to spend time with Him, and have conversation. It is sweet fellowship with the One who created me, knows me completely and who accepts me. As I share these conversations, I pray He will reveal His love to you too!



                                                       Has My God Changed?                                              Job 29&30

                               Has my God changed?
                               Has His opinion of me changed?
                               Why the contrast of yesterday and today?
                                Yesterday: I was prospering.
                                                 I knew the Almighty was beside me.
                                                 I could see the light, and Truth guided me.
                                                 I was respected and honored in the community.
                                                 I encouraged many, ministering to the needy.
                                                 My steps seemed to be bathed in butter and my provision was
                                                      like streams of oil.
                                Today:      I am weak and in pain.
                                                 I am despised and rejected by many.
                                                 I can't hear your voice God.
                                                 You seem far away and angry.
                                                 Darkness surrounds me and I cannot rest.

                               "Oh my child, I never change. I am the same yesterday, today, and forever.
                                My love and desire for you has not moved and will not change. I am still
                                beside you, I still hear you, and my love for you is beyond measure!
                                The circumstance that the enemy has desired to destroy you with; I have
                                 allowed in my love. I have so much for you to discover and receive from Me
                                 through this circumstance. My desire for you is Good! I want to upgrade your
                                 experience of me. Just keep your eyes on Me, my child. Keep your heart open to
                                 receive from me. The possibilities for tomorrow are above all that you could ask
                                 or imagine.

                                                   My love for you never changes, never fades, never disappears;
                                                   but remains constant!"