Monday
April 22, 2013 (8:15 a.m.)
(9:55
a.m.)
Most Holy
Father,
I feel guilty. I haven't taken care to eat well and exercise
regularly and now I believe I am suffering the consequences. Cold?
Flu? Allergies? You know. And that's what I need most. You to know
everything there is to know about everything.
I confess to having avoided You. I took the time to read suspense. I
spent hours upon hours discovering 'whodunit' and why. I am not at
all surprised to find myself unsatisfied in the process.
Father, thank You that Your Word is Truth. Thank You that there is
LIFE in You. In Your Word (Hebrews 4:12). In Your Truth.
Wednesday, July 10, 2013 (7:31 a.m.)
Anaheim, CA
Would you just look at this... feeling guilty. Yep. That's me. One
minute I'm thinking I'm “all that” and the next... flat on my
face. Humbled again.
Father God, I HATE making the mistakes I make! My outcome so very
rarely matches my intentions. They (intentions) are usually so good.
With great anticipation of the goodness that will follow.
Thank You Holy Father that through all the messes I create You are
here, reminding me that “ALL things work together for good to those
who love God, to those who are called according to His purpose”
(Romans 8:28). I can choose to focus on the mistakes I make. The
pridefulness with which I approach so many of the endeavors I
undertake, 'cause "oh won't this make me look good?" OR I get to put my
attention back on YOU where it so rightfully belongs!
So here I am, once again, finally
choosing to “Be cheerful no matter what; pray all the time; thank
God no matter what happens...” (1Thessalonians 5:16-18a). Even,
make that ESPECIALLY,
when I am humbled again. Keep reminding me Dearest Father that “this
IS
the way You want us who belong to Christ Jesus to live” (v. 18b).
Thank You Father. Remind me.
Forgive me for taking my own sweet time in putting You first in my
day. Bless us and keep us, making Your face truly shine upon us and
be gracious to us. Lift Your face to us and grant us Your peace
(Numbers 6:24-26).
I love You so very much Dearest Father. Shine through me this day I
pray. Thank You. Bless You. Amen.
(391 words ~ 7:58 a.m.)
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