He pulled the mountain out of the dirt to stand before Him, tall and towering. He poured the oceans into the deep to roll in front of Him, loud and soothing. He taught the birds how to fly, to hum praises unto His Holy name. He orchestrated the singing of the trees and choreographed their sway. He spoke to the blossoms, encouraging them to come out of hiding and show the world their beauty. He made the Sun to shine upon His creation and the moon to glow upon the same. He spoke life into dead places and poured love into loveless depths. He made man His friend, the friend of a God, the God. He made women His children, children of a King, the King. He adopted them into His bloodline, sacrificing His one and only in order to make the adoption legal and everlasting. Continue reading “Always Has, Always Will”
“Rejoice not against me, O mine enemy: when I fall, I shall arise; when I sit in darkness, the Lord shall be a light unto me.” -Micah 7:8
When I fall, I will rise, over, and over, and over again. For, there will be times when I fall, when I feel weak and unable. There will be days when the sun rises and I may be unsure if I can do the same. There will be situations that weigh upon me, that push me down and make me doubt. There will be, for there always has been: but, when I fall, I will always rise. Continue reading “I Shall Arise”
We live in a dark and dreary world, a world that is unkind and uncaring. To beat the world, we must be strong, we must be kind, we must be loving, but we also must be consistent. Consistent with our aggression towards the enemy, consistent in this fight, consistent with continually moving forward, consistent in our belief in the infallible Word and our love for the Lord. We do not have time to mourn, we must keep going. We do not have time for self-pity, we must carry on.
There will come a day when we are allowed to mourn, cry, pout, complain, but it is not this day. This is the day when we fight, war, allow our battle cries to be heard in the North, South, East and the West. Continue reading “Heed The Call”
Give me this mountain, Lord. I am ready to take it.
I am not too young, too old, too feminine, too sensitive, too anything. I am exactly as I need to be to be used by you. I am, in this moment, on this day, ready to be sent into battle. Continue reading “Give Me This Mountain”
I am in the stillness, the silence that sometimes seems to consume you. You fear I am far away, that I am nowhere to be found, but I am always able to be found by my people.
Though the sound of nothingness seems to encapsulate you, know that I am here, watching over you, guiding you and protecting you. Know that I am never far, always within reach. The enemy will try to lie to you, to whisper to you in the silence that I do not care, that I do not listen or that I am unobtainable; those are all lies, do not pay heed to his voice.
Press into the silence, the stillness, for soon my still small voice will be heard, drifting by you like a passing breeze. Continue reading “In The Silence”
This flower was thrown into a blizzard. She wilted for a while, wondering if she would eventually fade into nothingness. But, just as she was beginning to fall to join the dirt beneath her, the clouds parted long enough for the Sun to peak through and melt the ice that encapsulated her.
As the water dripped off her stem and leaves, she realized how naked she was, her reflection bare in the pond beside her. No longer were there petals adorning her brow, for they had fallen with the unfortunate freeze. She cried, pained at the loss and wondered how she would continue on. The Sun, again, crept out from behind the clouds to shine upon her. With the rays, came a warmth inside of her, urging her to keep believing that one day she would be whole again. Continue reading “The Saving Sun”
There are times when we feel small, inadequate, unable, vulnerable, lonely and little. When it seems like the world keeps winning and we keep losing, like bad conquers good and our prayers are unheard. There are times, sometimes often and sometimes far between, when we just don’t know if we are doing anything right, or if every single thing we are doing is wrong. There are times when we doubt our ability to hear the Lord, see Him, feel His presence or even wonder if we are worthy of standing before Him. There may even be times when we doubt God all together, doubt His very existence and wonder if He is good. Continue reading “How Abundant Are The Good Things”