Your love, oh Lord . . .

Sometimes I’m so tired, pulled in so many different directions. 

I feel a great sense of responsibility for things that I have no business feeling responsible for. 

I feel  overwhelmed.

Then I awake to a new day, look out my window at another amazing sunrise . . .  and hear the Voice of the Lord calling,  . . . “Come.”

“But I don’t have time . . . there is so much to do . . .”

I stop.  I find a quiet place and I listen. 

He calms my racing thoughts.  He assures me that all I have to do is “the next right thing”  and He will take care of the rest.

PEACE comes down, flowing from the Heavens and into my soul.

A song arises and with gratefulness I sing:

Your Love, Oh Lord
Reaches to the heavens
Your faithfulness
Stretches to the skies
Your righteousness
Is like the mighty mountain
Your justice flows like the ocean’s tide

I will lift my voice
To worship You my King
And I will find my strength
In the shadow of Your wings

(Song and lyrics by Third Day)

As we enter into the holiday season . . . the busiest, craziest, and most wonderful time of the year . . . my wish for you, my friends, are moments stolen alone with God . . .  times of renewal . . .  where you’ll find true peace.

Blessings to you,

P.S. Yes, that is the view from my back deck.  I am grateful every day that God has given me things to enjoy that I don’t deserve, rather than the things I do deserve. He truly is a God of restoration.