“The faithful love of the Lord never ends! His mercies never cease. Great is his faithfulness; his mercies begin afresh each morning.” Lamentations 3:22-23 NLT
I’m so thankful for new beginnings and new mercies poured out for us each day.
I pray the Lord will direct your coming and going today, as you walk along the path He’s set before you. May you leave others better than you found them, speak life into those you encounter, and find moments of joy and refreshment. You are loved. Peace be with you.
It’s been a lovely, rainy afternoon and the perfect time to continue working through the final interior design and format edits for book #4, Divine Presence… ! I’m very excited as it gets closer and closer to publication – I so look forward to sharing the words I’ve been inspired to write and get them out there doing what God has planned for them to do :-)
It is a blessing to have a fantastic team of professional women who: perfectly edit my books helping the voice and spirit of my words be their best, Pia Edberg; who beautifully design and capture the spirit of my books with gorgeous covers and lovely interior designs and formatting, Karolina Wudniak; and write the blurbs for each book that bring all of my words together in a concise way to draw you in, Jessie Cunniffe.
Publication is so close…please stay tuned for more updates and thank you very much for supporting me and my books.
“Kind words are like honey—sweet to the soul and healthy for the body.” Proverbs 16:24 NLT
The words that we speak have a profound impact on the hearer. Our words literally hold the power of life and death. What we say to others and to ourselves creates eternal ripples with consequences that we will have to answer for. How we use our words will come back to us, as is said in Proverbs 18:21 NLT “… those who love to talk will reap the consequences.”
Some of the words I read and hear on social media are heartbreaking. The way certain groups of people are spoken about, the names they are called, and the things assumed about them are deeply disturbing. Those words and names are not from God, but directly from the father of lies, the enemy of our souls. God created these exact humans in His image and called them masterpiece and beautiful. His breath was breathed into their lungs exactly the way it was breathed into mine and into yours. How He must feel when mere humans in pride, fear, and arrogance speak hate, judgement, and terrible things about those He took time to create in His image.
Don’t we understand by now that God is not on one side of man- made political parties? Isn’t He so much more than that? He is King of Kings. He is the Prince of Peace. He is the Son of Righteousness. He is the beginning and the end. Vengeance in His. Isn’t it His job to convict of sin and bring forgiveness and healing? It isn’t my job and it isn’t yours. He said to take the log out of our own eyes.
It is holy, beautiful, and so healing to witness someone speaking kindness to another – spreading healing, love, acceptance, and acknowledging their existence as one so loved by God that He sent Jesus to die for them. One act of kindness, one kind word, one selfless decision to help another, stand up for another, and love another simply because Jesus told us to, sends ripples of hope, healing, and belief that there is still good here. I want to be on the side of good, of healing, of hope. I want to be on Jesus’ side.
Lord, help me put kindness at the forefront of how I act and speak. Help me to understand the full impact of the words I choose and how I treat those I cross paths with today by your divine plan. Forgive me for the times I wasn’t kind and my words wounded one that You deeply love. Holy Spirit, guard my mouth and fill me with Your words and actions so that I uplift and heal rather than divide and wound. Keep judgment from my heart and blanket me with peace as I walk with humanity today. Please let Your presence and love be the things I leave with those I come in contact with today and each day. Amen.
“I wait quietly before God, for my victory comes from him. He alone is my rock and my salvation, my fortress where I will never be shaken.” Psalm 62:1-2 NLT
It’s hard to wait quietly when there are pressing questions that need answers and God seems to be taking His sweet time. When that certain situation, relationship, or issue is taking up more and more space in your mind, and your heart feels like it can’t expand anymore to contain the constant thinking, feeling, and waiting. When self-sufficiency rears its head and invites unbelief and diminishing trust that God’s got this, He’s got them, and He’s got you. The belief that you have to fix it, manage it, and predict the outcome by incessant rehearsing and overthinking. It’s just so hard to wait on Him.
But…
God says that the victory, the answers, the rest, and the fixing come from Him. Just Him. It is hard to wrap our minds around it; that He already knows the outcome, where the bend in the road leads, how that hard conversation is going to end. It’s hard to trust when the wait time seems too long and it feels like we have been forgotten in the mass of humanity calling out to Him non-stop.
I suppose this is where we decide if we truly believe He’s for us, sees us, loves us, and we decide to trust Him with ourselves. We either do or we don’t, right?
He is our safe place. He is our strong tower and our fortress. We will likely feel the wind, the waves, and the uncertainty of living life on this planet. But maybe today, we can try to trust Him, believe Him, and relax our white-knuckled grip on that “one thing” holding us captive to fear and doubt. Maybe we can release it to Him and simply see what happens. Maybe we can do our best to live in the moment and enjoy being in His presence, looking for the good, the joy, the hidden delights, and the victories. Those things are all right there waiting for us to change our perspective from one of striving and self-reliance to humble dependence on the One who created us and envelops us in His peace and protection. Give it a try. You are so loved. Peace be with you.
“Give all your worries and cares to God, for he cares about you.”
The world feels like a heavy place. So many of us are carrying deep cares, worries, fears, and uncertainty. Our worries take so many shapes and hit on so many levels. Each person we come across is carrying something so heavy. They just want someone to take it and be reassured that all will be well. Most of these worries are out of our control. What a helpless feeling that haunts and taints our thoughts, actions, and reactions. I’m just tired. Are you tired, too?
God asks us to give Him all of those things that smother and suffocate. All the things that we can’t name, but that stick to us and hurt. How do we give Him these things?
Maybe we simply talk to Him and tell Him about the weight, the exhaustion, and the worry. We aren’t too much for Him. He already knows the burdens and the toll they are taking. Maybe we say His name, ask Him to take it, and trust that He has, He is, and He will. He will.
We may not feel instantaneous relief, but we might. We may not see the issues immediately resolved, but they could be. What I do believe is that we will feel some room to breathe again. The shroud of dread and numbness will lift a little and the mist of anxiety will ebb, so a bit of sun can filter into the grey. Maybe there will be a shift in perspective and the filters in our vision will be exchanged for hope, gratitude, and trust in the God who created us. He loves us deeply and daily invites us to take what hurts and stresses us, and place those things in His scarred hands where He transforms them into peace, rest, answered prayers, miracles, divine intervention, and hope. So much hope.
Will you think about talking to Him today and finally giving Him those things you were never meant to carry? You are deeply loved. Peace be with you.
Sunlight filters in through the blinds; the breeze is cool and refreshing through the slightly open bedroom window.
Shifting from dreamy sleep to wakefulness; content and peace filled. Thank you Lord for waking me up – I’m coming!
Cozy cat stirs and stretches; stomping on body parts still under the covers. Time to get up. He knows the routine well.
Scent of brewing coffee brings homey memories to mind; rich and earthy, there is safety in predictability.
Dogs wait politely, then bound outdoors enjoying freedom after a long, snug night. Noses to the ground on high alert; sniffing out the offending evening invaders; dew drops spot their muzzles; glinting as the sun peeks through tree tops.
Sounds of the morning!
Wind chimes sing softly and gently as the breeze tosses itself about; birds up since dawn cling to the feeders, calling and scolding and jostling for position. Bright reds and yellows, muted greys and black.
The gentle light of early morning gives way to something stronger; fortifying, brighter, life giving.
Coffee and the Bible sit on the pine table; steam swirls and pages flutter; beckoning and calling.
My heart stirs. There are mysteries to unravel here; richness to take in and understanding waiting to be sought and known. Revelation, peace and contentment are what I seek; warmth, depth and life.
Who knows what will come as the day unfolds? Joy? Laughter? Tears? Fear? For now, I sit at my Daddy’s feet, listening to Him speak with all my senses; sipping the warm richness of my coffee. It’s just a morning; but it is my joy.
afternoon and the perfect time to continue working through the final interior design and format edits for book #4, Divine Presence… ! I’m very excited as it gets closer and closer to publication – I so look forward to sharing the words I’ve been inspired to write and get them out there doing what God has planned for them to do :-)
Extravagant Hope 