Hear my cry oh God

Lord,
When we cry out to you do you hear us?

When our hearts are broken and overwhelmed do you see us?

I know you do. I know that you Lord are the one who hears us as we are speaking. I know that even as you see us you have compassion on us. You are the God who loves us and is patient and kind and fair toward us.

Father hear my hearts cry today. Hear oh God and answer me in my time of need.  Show me the way that leads to where you want me to be.

Help us Lord in this hour.  When the enemy seeks to devour us Lord hide us. Grant peace to anxious hearts.

Father I ask for mercy today God. Let not our enemies triumph over us today in Jesus name.  Send us help today I pray. Hear oh God our cry.

Standing on the promises of God

I’m waiting.

I’m waiting in the court house for a hearing of which my family member is accused.

I’m waiting across the room from the accuser.

I’m waiting and it is hard.

I’m at the beginning and I don’t know how it will end.

I’m ignorant of the process and afraid of the unknown.

I remember that God says He will keep me in perfect peace as I stay my mind on Him.

I remember that He is my counsellor and my defender.

I remember that He says be still and know Him.

I remember His promises and today I need them to anchor me.

I need the strength and refuge that is only found in Him.

I don’t know what to do.

So I trust Him. I trust Him with blinded eyes. I trust Him with my family.

I trust Him at all times.

He is my rock and salvation.

I stand upon His promises!

Dear God...My heart is breaking

Dear God,

       It seems that I am always in need of Your help.  I cannot seem to walk this path alone.  I thank you for being mindful of me.  I thank you for inviting me to your throne of grace again and again.

       Today God it's not for me.  Lord my son is broken hearted.  The sting of rejection has struck him again and his heart breaks – again.  Lord, I cannot remain detached from this for my heart breaks for him also. 

       As I go through this with him I feel sure that as our Father, who art in Heaven you weep with us as well. I am confident that when we are in sorrow, your heart is moved for us.  Lord, I am not a better parent than you.  In fact, I believe that it is because your spirit dwells within me that I am even able to sorrow with him. Your love motivates me and makes me better than I was before.

       Father, the month of June approaches and I know this truth may be over looked or made so simple we miss the weight of it. So Lord I pray that as we look to honor father’s we remember that you are the "Good, Good Father".  You love us unfailingly and will not turn away the one who seeks after you with all their heart. You Father, will not despise those that are of a broken heart.  You are the One who is able to mend and make as new. 

       So to the real # ONE DAD I entrust to You the heart of my son and all those that are grieving now in their days of woe.  In Jesus name,   Amen.

Waiting on my spouse

I’m sure by the many blogs I’ve read that I’m not unique in anything I’m about to say.  

                   I want to get married.

In this century. While I’m able to walk and talk with strength and vigor. I want a husband.  Now having this desire is not a bad thing. I know God has not taken it away and He says He will give me the desires of my heart.

Here is the thing, how do I wait, without murmuring to myself, or anyone else that will listen?
How do I continue to delight myself in the Lord without being a closet grumbler of my status in life?  My co-worker thinks I am being melodramatic?  He says, what are you talking about?  Perhaps you will think the same. I am not taking that away from you.  Critique me silently. :-)  Still my questions need answers.

Maybe what I need to do is read less inspirational novels where the lady is always found by that man that can't live without her.  Sigh.  Maybe I need a reality check and these books are clearly not helping.  They tell me about Ruth. Keep working in the fields daughter - your Boaz will find you. 
Well, I am not exactly looking for someone old enough to be my Dad but I digress.  Ruth and Boaz story is beautiful.  It certainly is better than the drama of Hosea and Gomer.   Yikes - that was not a good match. 


Maybe I need to just bask in the season of my singleness and find myself in the process.  My concerns are that I am getting older and I seem more set in my ways about certain things. AM I to be the old dog (not that I am a dog) having to learn a new trick?  I feel the race with gravity has a clear winner and it is not me or what used to be the best parts about me.  I see the gray that no CLAIROL can cover and the lines that MAC has yet to make disappear.  So you see, I am just a bit distracted in this season of singleness.

Now by now, some of you might be thinking she has lost it.  Yet, might I ask you your marital status?  Single of coupled?  Ahhhh.  I see.  I thought that would be your answer.


I don't know what I need to do to make this angst go away.  I sing and praise....Praise and Pray and still when I say AMEN it comes right back the next day.   I am not alone. There is another person feeling as I do...I just know it.

So here is what counsellor and Spirit of God now says to me.  Be anxious for nothing.    Oh isn't He so kind to allow me to vent all the above only to sweetly remind me of His truth.  Here, in this Word of truth I am able to exhale.  Still waiting on my spouse but now remembering God's got it covered.


 

Live!

Live.  To be living, alive, not dead.  Live.  To dwell in a particular place or space.  Live.  To practice life in a such a way as to say this is How I Live.

While I could continue to define this beautiful English Word from verb to adverb and adjective in between that is not what this is about.

Recently a patriarch of our church Family died.  His grave remains covered with fresh flowers even still so this is a now moment for me.  He lived. He died.  What have I taken away?  Well one thing is for sure - dead men cannot praise God.  Isaiah the prophet said  this and David the Psalmist sang it.  In the grave there is no clinging to the hope of Christ.  What is to be will be at that moment and all chances will have ceased.  In the depths of the grave whatever decision was made in the living will finally be proven to be true or false.  It is the hour of reckoning that we cannot escape - one and all.

As I watched, listened and cried at this funeral I made a decision.  I declared that I will Live and not Die.  I will live to declare the good works of God. This man wore his title of Christian with honor.  Everyone - his beloved wife, the sons and daughter, the grandchildren he loved, the workers the friends the new acquaintances and all who spoke of him were unanimous in this - He lived out his faith. 

David said that he would praise God all of his days until his dying breath.  Well, Dad Binda did that.  His last known words whispered were "I love you Jesus".


Oh the journey of his life was in no way smooth.  He had as much trials as anyone else. Yet in all of this he grew where he was planted. He Lived!  He lived a life that showed him to be salt and light.

Hey beloved, isn't it time you and I began to LIVE?  Let's not be as dead men walking.  Let us not be unflavored or dark in our witness that Jesus is Lord.  Let us begin to walk out a life that is purposeful and reflective of our one and only title that matters - Child of God aka Christian!