Tuesday, November 25, 2014
(6:04 a.m.)
Faithful Father, Forever
Friend,
Forgiver. Thank You that
these are the 'f' words with which I awoke this morning. I confess.
They are NOT the ones I used most yesterday. Forgive my cowardly
human nature.
I spoke with You early yesterday morning about wanting to give You glory. I believe it resulted with far more grief
than glory.
Something is off around here. Our balance? Rhythm? Communication skills? I'm not sure what. But I absolutely know it is
not You best for us.
Thank You Blessed Father for
once again changing my heart and mindset. I so much prefer thinking
of all You are rather than what we are not. This morning I am asking
for more Truth about Your Holy Spirit.
I cried out to You
yesterday. Feeling broken and bereft I asked for Your presence.
Although I asked and You answered, I still managed attempting to
handle things my own way.
When will I learn O Lord? How long until I
truly trust You to do in and with, by and for me all these things I
cannot possibly do myself?
My biggest hope and joy
right this moment is all centered around the foretold birth of Your
Son. Isaiah had the privilege of 'confronting Your people with their
sin and denial and inspiring them to rebuilding their lives based on
Your promises' (The Life Recovery Bible).
With
the upcoming holidays right around the corner, what a perfect time to
be reminded of the hope we have of “a great light – a light that
will shine on all who live in the land...” (Isaiah 9:2). The pure
hope that “a child is born to us, a child is given to us” (v.
6a). Do not allow me to continue taking this promise lightly.
Every
single time I attempt to handle skirmishes in my own strength I only
make matters worse. Continue growing me to cry out instead to the
mighty power we all have available to us in Your “Wonderful
Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace” (6b).
Father,
how I thank You. You love us so much. Let me learn to love as You
would have us love. Freely. Faithfully. Forgivingly. Let these be the
'f' words that readily flow from my mouth.
It's
Your Son “to whom we can turn for deep healing and recovery. He is
the Wonderful Counselor, who can sort through the inner mess of our
life and guide us into Truth and reality. He is the Mighty God, who
can supply us with the power to stay on the path of recovery. He is
the Everlasting Father, who can love us more deeply than any earthly
father can. He is the Prince of Peace, who can fill us with peace and
make us whole” (The Life Recovery Bible comment).
Remind
me. Sear my heart, soul, mind and strength (Mark 12:30) with Your
Truth that I will truly come to love and live as You would have me.
Keep my focus on You, Your Son and Spirit instead of the discordance
that all too often disrupts and destroys our progress.
I
love You Father. I love You and I genuinely thank You for Your
patience, faithfulness and forgiveness. Let me use them to truly
bring You glory. Thank You. I love You. Amen.
(557
words ~ 7:26 a.m.)
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