Sunday, June 29, 2014 (9:41 a.m.)
Faithful, Loving Father,
Thank You! I had a scary dream. A
minutely detailed, believed-it-to-be-real, horribly scary dream.
Panic and tears were involved. As was Your Word. Even there, in the
midst of the despair of it all, the Truth - YOUR Truth - was repeated
more than once.
There was fear. Blame.
Self-recrimination. All the negatives led the pack. But ever-so
softly, underneath the core I was reminded, “Don't worry about
anything; instead, pray about everything. Tell God what you need, and
thank Him for all He has done” (Philippians 4:6).
I confess. At the moment I recognized
Your Truth, I still continued in fear. Oh, but the very moment I
awoke what joy, relief and gratitude I experienced. Father how truly
grateful I am to You for Your faithfulness.
Thank You that You don't even leave
me alone in my sleep. Thank You that a sense of having felt so
alarmed could again be squelched by the TRUTH of Your Word.
How very grateful I am. How
absolutely, truly I thank You for taking such genuine tender care of
me. I love You Dad and I thank You for soothing my rattled nerves
with Your Truth. Let me use even this to Your good and to Your glory.
Thank You. I love You. Amen.
(221 words ~ 10:02 a.m.)
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