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And every tongue confess
While reading this book it reminded me of how free and close to God I was as a child. I remember the shadow of the leaves, the sun glistening within the stream of the water flowing freely from the hose, the feeling of grass on my feet in the summertime of fun, the waves washing over me as I dive in and up and out. Remember those things? Then think on Him. For He created it all and declared it to be good.
As an adult there comes so much more concerns in life… not just for yourself, but, for those you love. But, if we are ‘awake’ to that which God is concerned with and not what man is concerned with, then we are at peace.
As a child we are in awe by so much that surrounds us and we notice more the little things in life. Children have the innocence and trust knowing our God is not just in the ‘big’ things, but, also in the bugs, birds, fish in the sea. The sun, moon, stars and air that we breathe. The trees, grass, sand beneath our feet.
Listen to the little things in life that surround you. Those things that God created and said, “It is good!” Hear the voice of the bird, feel the wind on your face, consider the heavens and all they contain. Then you shall be ‘awake’.
Because the creature itself also shall be delivered from the bondage of corruption into the glorious liberty of the children of God. For we know that the whole creation groaneth and travaileth in pain together until now. And not only they, but ourselves also, which have the firstfruits of the Spirit, even we ourselves groan within ourselves, waiting for the adoption, to wit, the redemption of our body. Romans 8:21-23
Enjoy a ‘wilderness’ experience, and meditate upon His goodness, in the here and now.
Sing praise to the Lord, you saints of His,
And give thanks at the remembrance of His holy name.
For His anger is but for a moment,
His favor is for life;
Weeping may endure for a night,
But joy comes in the morning. Psalm 30:4-5
I have been so happy of late. My heartache has receded and is almost all but gone and my soul has been lifted by His great and mighty song! For Joy does come to those who are in Him. Though trials may come and life seems so dim. There is a Light that outshines them all. I have been blessed for He has captured me out of the descent, out of my fall, unto despair from the knowledge of hate and cruelty in this world. Although it has not come so quickly as I wanted, this rescue from sorrow. His favor is for life and a new tomorrow!
I was meant to play my part in the design of a desperate heart. While You, Lord, gave your love to me, I was betting I was getting it for free.
I’m not sure who you think you’ll see (or even who you thought you have seen all along)… I now know what a heart costs and I am done paying that price. For the past is buried and gone now, and I have “Joy in the morning!”
A Much Greater Joy than I could even imagine!
Last of the roses… ’til next year.
Not sure if the purple rose bush will survive any longer. It looks very oppressed. Maybe all it needs is some good lovin’ with the right kind of soil. Then again, some days I feel it is useless to even try to give any love or care to a matter… for those thorns seem to always find a way to attack; even after all the kindness given.
Then He spoke many things to them in parables, saying: “Behold, a sower went out to sow. And as he sowed, some seed fell by the wayside; and the birds came and devoured them. Some fell on stony places, where they did not have much earth; and they immediately sprang up because they had no depth of earth. But when the sun was up they were scorched, and because they had no root they withered away. And some fell among thorns, and the thorns sprang up and choked them. But others fell on good ground and yielded a crop: some a hundredfold, some sixty, some thirty. He who has ears to hear, let him hear!” Matthew 13:3-9
Losing my religion… trying to keep up with you.
I thought I saw you cry… but, that was just a dream.
Life is bigger than you… and you are not me.
I haven’t said enough.