And She Prayed

And she prayed, Father surely I have fallen too far from your grace.  My world seems to be spinning out of control.  Once I believed that all things were possible.  Now I find myself wondering if my very existence is possible.  The hurt and pain, bought on not only by others but also of my own choices, seem too much to bear.  Crying out to you, my words seem to hit a brick wall simply echoing back at me.

Are you there?  Do you still care?  Will you rescue me yet again?  And Father if I fail you again tomorrow, oh Lord I do not think I can stand the gap between us.   The pit seems to become deeper with each passing moment.

And the Father whispers, my child I will always allow my grace to cover you.  Remember my grace is sufficient for you.  Your world only seems to be out of control.  If you will allow me to help, give me control then will I right the wrongs and set all things in order. 

Your very existence is of my choosing.  I have placed you on the planet earth for all to see my glory working in and through you.  Do not be afraid, trust me.  Why do my people hurt one another?  Perhaps the others also did not trust me enough and chose to reach out in their flesh instead of by my Spirit.  Still, my child, remember I am the Healer, trust me. 

Your words, your cries have not crashed into a wall for I do indeed hear each cry one of my children makes.  I am indeed here and my love for you cannot be measured.  So you may grasp a ray of understanding, let me tell you of my love.  I love you so much that I sent my Son to die on the cross for you.  My love is not based on performance.  Nothing can separate you from my love.

My child I have not moved nor changed.  I am the same today, yesterday and forever.  You may come to me at any time and I will be right here for you.  Your prayers will quickly fill the gap you now feel if only you will call upon on me.  Trust me, I can and will heal the broken.  It is what I do!


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This Little Light of Mine

Maybe it’s because my birthday is right around the corner that all these old songs and childhood memories are surfacing. Last night this post just popped into my mind and remained clear as a bell this morning. So here goes….


Days in children’s church singing “This Little Light of Mine”, were those not the days? Days full of hope, dreams of popsicles, puppy dogs and the new boy down the street. Later the dreams became hopes of what we become, where we go in life and who we would marry. For some of us our dreams were of doing great things to make the world a better place for our kids. For many the dreams have come true. For others, not so much!

Do you remember singing this song as a child?



What if for those who think their dreams are dead, for those who think all hope is gone – what if they caught a glimpse of your light? What if we as Christians truly let our light shine? Imagine what one candle light in a dark room can do. Now imagine three. Think larger what could a group of candles do? Do we truly realize the tremendous privilege God has given us? He has given us the ability, the tools and the light we need to shine in the places where it seems dark will never end.

This little light of mine – I’m gonna let it shine; let it shine, let it shine! This little of ours, we’ve gonna let it shine; let it shine, let it shine!

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National Day of Prayer

"Then if my people who are called by my name will humble themselves and pray and seek my face and turn from their wicked ways, I will hear from heaven and will forgive their sins and heal their land."
                   2 Chronicles 7:14 NLT


Billy Graham's Prayer for the Nation:

Our Father and our God, We praise You for Your goodness to our nation, giving us blessings far beyond what we deserve. Yet we know all is not right with America. We deeply need a moral and spiritual renewal to help us meet the many problems we face. Convict us of sin. Help us to turn to You in repentance and
faith. Set our feet on the path of Your righteousness and peace.

We pray today for our nation's leaders. Give them the wisdom to know what is right, and the courage to do it.  You have said, "Blessed is the nation whose God is the Lord."  May this be a new era for America, as we humble ourselves and acknowledge You alone as our Savior and Lord. 
This we pray in Your holy name, Amen.

Running

What is the love of your life? What is the one thing you feel you simply must do?  For my 15 year old grand-daughter, Cheyenne it is running. Last year she fell in love with cross country running. When the school team came to the end of that season, she did not hang up her shoes. Instead she started running with the track team and even competing in local races. Recently due to a blow she received to her eye, she was benched. The blow caused blood to pool in and behind the eye. Running could cause the condition to worsen with a chance of losing sight in that eye. So she had to sit her running aside. Pretty sure she thought nothing could be more painful than not being able to run. Her words were “I have to run, it’s in my blood”. Jokingly I told her she didn’t get that from my blood pool (DNA).

So what love of my life will I pass on to my grandchildren? One thing I would like to pass on is my love for praying. Prayer is the one thing I feel I simply must do. Do I always get it right? No! Do I at times sit myself on the bench? Yes! Still like Cheyenne my soul cries out “I have to pray, it’s in my blood”. You might even say I found complete fulfillment in running to the cross.

E. M. Bound said this of prayer. “Prayer should not be regarded as a duty which must be performed, but rather as a privilege to be enjoyed, a rare delight that is always revealing some new beauty."

Scripture Reference:
“The Lord is near to all who call upon Him, to all who call upon Him sincerely and in truth. He will fulfill the desires of those who reverently and worshipfully fear Him; He also will hear their cry and will save them.”
Ps. 145:18-19 AMP