Saturday, November 30, 2013 (6:37
a.m.)
Wow!
Just when I thought I'd seen
everything... Nope! Wrong again.
Blessed Father,
Thank You for keeping me going back
to the window. First there were lots of clouds and not much color.
Then there was color and my exact words were, “Not as dazzling.
Kind of subdued.” And then? “Glorious!” Brilliant. Vibrant.
Vibrant? Yes! Vibrant is something I
long to be. “Full of energy and enthusiasm”. Yes Father. Please
make me so.
The Message
retells Peter's words to the persecution suffering Jewish Christians
of his time 'to show us how to live well in a shattered and hopeless
world' (The Life Recovery Bible
introduction). “Welcome to the living Stone, the source of life.
The workmen took one look and threw it out; God set it in the place
of honor. Present yourselves as building stones for the construction
of a sanctuary vibrant with life,” (1Peter 2:4-5a).
“Vibrant
with life” is not how I see myself most days. There are glimpses.
And hope. But mostly, I fizzle. “Not as dazzling. Kind of subdued.”
Father.
You are good! I love the way You change my thought patterns. You
allow me to stumble and struggle and moan and groan and every once in
awhile I notice Your brilliance. Your glorious array of colors and
intensity.
I
noticed them throughout Thanksgiving Day. Through the sights and the
sounds. The tastes and smells. Each new and delightful. Yet familiar
at the same time.
Father
God, I can never possibly thank You enough for the blessings, the
surprises, the joys and delights You bring into our lives. What I can
do is ask You to make me worthy, that I would truly present myself as
a building stone “for the construction of a sanctuary vibrant with
life, in which you'll serve as holy priests offering Christ-approved
lives up to God” (1Peter 2:4-5).
Yes
Father, use me this day as a building stone in building Your house.
Make me vibrant with Your life! I love You Father. Thank You for loving
me first. Use me as You wish. Thank You. I love You. Amen.
(354
words ~ 7:17 a.m.)
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