Tuesday,
April 24, 2012 (7:18 a.m.)
Beloved Father God,
I love You. You’re
good. Kind. Gentle. I have a friend. She needs You desperately. Her hope seems
gone. It appears to have died a slow, agonizing death, along with her dreams.
What would You
have me do Oh Lord? What could I possibly say that would turn her eyes to You?
Not just her eyes though Dearest Father, her heart, her mind and her soul as
well.
I’ve had a bird’s
eye view of her life for more than three quarters of our lives. I’ve been
witness to so much of her pain. Surely Most Beloved Father, You have joy for
her to find in You. Is there something I can say or do to help activate her
seeking process?
♫Turn your eyes upon
Jesus, Look full in His wonderful face, And the things of earth will grow strangely
dim In the light of His glory and grace♫
Yes! GRACE.
Speak to us that we would share Your grace with one another. God’s Riches
At Christ’s Expense. It’s the word I first thought of this
morning.
(12:07 p.m. – Anaheim, CA)
Time spent
watching the grandson and contemplating Your grace. Undeserved favor. Psalm 23:6 comes to mind. “Surely Your mercy and
grace…”
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