Sunday, March 23, 2025

choosing obedience

 Sunday, March 16, 2025 (7:16 a.m.)

Hi God,


I’m here. Attempting to adjust. To being home. With a time change.


Thank You that music is again singing to my soul. Waking with ♪Something Better♪ and shifting to ♪That’s Who I Praise♪ Thank You Father. Yes. Thank You.


(7:44 a.m.)


(9:48 a.m.)


I am here to try again Dear Lord. I’m feeling off. Tossed. Unsettled. I am seeking balance. Order. You.


Thank You for the opportunity to rest. Consider. Refuse. Hope. Pray. And choose. Obedience. To You.


Father, thank You. My thoughts have been slow in returning to You. I confess to trying to outthink my circumstances. Wanting desperately to resettle in my surroundings with as little disruption as possible.


My attempts are not panning out well at all. Just as one would expect they wouldn’t. Thank You for reminding me that it is YOU I need at the base of all my hopes and plans.


Thank You for Your perfect Word. Reminding me of Your mercy. Power. Grace. Plan.


Do all You must in empowering and enabling me to obey Your revealed will to Your people through the prophet Micah. “… He’s already made it plain how to live, what to do, what GOD is looking for in men and women. It’s quite simple: Do what is fair and just to your neighbor, be compassionate and loyal in your love, And don’t take yourself too seriously - take God seriously” (v. 6:8). Yes please!


Reading this I am reminded that I want very much to represent well the ideal woman described in Proverbs 31. “She is clothed with strength and dignity, and she laughs with no fear of the future” (v. 25).


I want to speak with wise words and give instructions with kindness (26). Make it so I carefully watch everything in this household and suffer nothing from laziness (27).


It’s YOU I need to follow that my children would stand and bless me (28a). Thank You for providing me with the husband who truly praised me (28b).


Do all You must that I will fully esteem and revere You (30) as You so rightly deserve. I love, need, trust and want You Lord. May what I do come to glorify, honor and praise You. Use me. Thank You. Amen.

(385 words ~ 10:42 a.m.)


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