Saturday, November 1, 2014
(7:28 a.m.)
Mm. Thank You.
Sunday, November 2, 2014
(7:35 a.m.)
I started with a deep breath
yesterday and almost immediately got lost in the details. Reading in
Joel for what seemed like the very first time, my heart jumped at the
words, “God is kind and merciful. He takes a deep breath, puts up
with a lot, This most patient God, extravagant in love, always ready
to cancel catastrophe” (Joel 2:13).
I love taking deep breaths
and being reminded of Your love. Your kindness. Your mercy. And this
is where it gets dicey for me. I read Your Word and am filled with
hope every single time. But hearing the news of each day takes my
focus off of You.
It's not my job to try and
make sense of the insanity that seems to run rampant in the events of
our time. Whenever I let my attention draw toward the sadness,
despair and outrage of each news broadcast I feel my hope wane. It's
only when I focus back on Your Word, Your Truth, Your promises that
another deep breath brings that hope again to the forefront.
Gracious, merciful God,
thank You that You call us to You. Thank You that we have the
privilege of living our days within the confines of Your love. Let us
use well the freedom we have in You.
Jesus took a deep breath and
breathed the Holy Spirit into His disciples (John 20:22). With that
came a “life-bringing, truth-revealing, sin-convicting,
comfort-giving Spirit [who] is also a Spirit of forgiveness” (footnote, The
Life Recovery Bible).
With each and every deep breath I take, remind me of the
burden/opportunity we all have to make the breaths You allow us count
for something good in Your Kingdom.
Father,
I love You. I want desperately to serve You well. Keep me focused on
You. Your kindness. Love. Mercy. Grace. Forgiveness. Promises. Truth.
Power. You are from Whom our strength comes (Ephesians 6:10).
Turning
to this section of Your Word opens a whole 'nother topic. Spiritual
warfare and our need for every piece of the armor You provide us (vs.
13-20). Blessed Father, keep us in Your protective care. Nurture us.
Grow us. Use us to Your good and to Your glory. I love You. I need
You. I want You. And I ask all this in Your Son's most holy name.
Amen.
(402
words ~ 9:08 a.m.)
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