Saturday, November 30, 2024 (4:42 a.m.)
Blessed God,
It’s the last day of another month. Transitioning into the Advent season. I’m confessing to feeling a little wobbly with the seeming speed with which the days [weeks, months] seem to just fly by.
Thank You that I am not alone in this thinking. WOW! I even get to bring You my feelings of wobbliness. Thank You Father.
You truly ARE such ♪a Good Good Father♪ It IS who You are! Thank You Lord. I don’t have to pretend to be any different than who I am. Blessed and loved by You. WOW!
Father God, my mind seems to be blowing apart right now. In the very best of ways of course.
All the things I thought I had to say to You are taking a back seat to You readying my heart to receive more of Your Truth. Thank You.
Directed to Isaiah 42 The LORD’S Chosen Servant. How is that I am still amazed every time I see You work?
Yesterday I confessed disappointment in not meeting my own set goal. Hours later the job was done. You did that. In, with, by, through and for me.
Just now I confessed my feeling wobbly. Unsteady. Not prepared. And You bring me straight to the second part of Isaiah. Your message of hope to Your hurting people. Isn’t that what this next season is to represent to us?
WOW! There it is again.You never ceasing to amaze me.
Do all You must again in using me exactly as You know is best. I love, need, trust and want You as absolute Lord of my life. Thank You Father. Praise You Lord. Amen.
(284 words ~ 5:27 a.m.)
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