Sunday Scripture

Take time out today to soak in the beauty of the created world around you...He made it just for us!  I took this picture a few weeks ago while I was sitting on the front porch.  The sky took my breath away...

5 Minute Friday

What can you do in 5 minutes?  Empty the dishwasher or put away the clean clothes that have been sitting on top of the dryer for a week?  Or you can sit down and write!!
Head over to the Gypsy Mama and check out all of the link-ups...you'll be blessed.  If you want to do one of your own, the rules are simple:
1.  Write for 5 minutes flat: no thinking, spell-checking, or editing required (don't worry, we won't judge you).
2.  Link your post to 5 Minute Friday for others to enjoy.
3.  You MUST visit the poster before/after you and leave an encouraging comment.

That's it...today's topic is GRASP- Ready, set....

GO.

There are a lot of things in this world which are out of my grasp.  Wealth, fame, and a perfectly clean house just to name a few.  I try to work myself into a frenzy to just grasp ahold of a piece of the American Dream.  The result:  ulcers and a bunch of clutter in the house I've tried to keep perfectly clean.

Then I realize, the only thing in this life worth my time and effort is the act of reaching up to grasp the hand of the One who gave His life for me.  At the end of this life, my grasp to His hand is all that really matters.  If I'm not holding onto Him, hands clenched tightly, I have wasted the life He paid such a dear price to save.

   Lift up your head, dear one  
   Grasp tightly to My hand.
   When the day is finally done,
   I'll lead you into the Promised Land.
  
STOP.

5 Minute Friday...

Five un-edited, un-scripted minutes of writing on a proposed topic.  Rules are simple:

1. Write for 5 minutes flat – no editing, no over thinking, no backtracking.
2. Link back here and invite others to join in.
3. And then absolutely, no ifs, ands or buts about it, you need to visit the person who linked up before you & encourage them in their comments. Seriously. That is, like, the rule. And the fun. And the heart of this community..

Just click on the button to join in on this week's topic:  Wide....


GO.

How wide.  How vast.  How unimaginable.  Those are the words that come to mind when I think of the Father's love for me.  Boundless.  Unending.  Unchanging.

By His grace I have been set free.  From guilt.  Condemnation.  Death.  How wide does One's love have to be to encompass all these things?  Unfathomable...

Through this wide and crazy love He covers me with, I am driven to show attempt to show Him to others.  This feeling is contagious.  It must be shared. 

I am loved beyond measure.  I am busting at the seams to give it away.  Oh, the deep, deep love of my Father...

STOP.

Believing God for my Promised Land

"For the scriptures tell us, "Abraham believed God, and God him as righteous because of his faith."  Romans 4:3 NLT

I went into labor 6 weeks and 4 days early with our third child.  Not only was I terrified, I also had a little green man pay me a visit in my hospital room.  You know the one off of the Flinstones?  Gazoo?  Yes, he paid me a visit-we won't mention the laundry hamper that turned into a talking horse.

The little green man came quietly, walked around my room, but didn't say a word.  I could see him plain as day, he was real to me.  Yes, now I realize he was a hallucination and my little visitor left me as soon as they turned off the Mag Sulfate dripping into my I.V.  But I can still see Gazoo just as clear today as I did two years ago.

That, my friends, is the kind of belief  I desire to have towards my God.  Only, unlike Gazoo, God is real.  He isn't make believe.  I can't see him, but He's there.  Just as Abraham believed God's promise he would have more children than grains of sand, I want to believe He can take me into a Promised Land here on this earth. 

So, exactly what does my Promised Land look like?  I know it is no comparison to my heavenly dwelling, but I am sure He desires it to be a place of beauty.   A place of contentment, peace, serving, and allowing Him to fully live through me.  I can enter into this land when I resolve to get out of His way and submit to His will on a daily basis.  I have to believe the promises He has made to me.  In order to do that, I must go to His Word and seek those promises.  I must commit to learn, remember, and then rest in them.

What does your Promised Land on earth look like?

Seek and Find

 "For everyone who asks, receives. Everyone who seeks, finds. And to everyone who knocks, the door will be opened."  Luke 11:10

 

Courtesy of Decima's Delights Photography

On the still, quiet hillside sits an old rugged cross.  In the hurry of life, most pass by without noticing it.  Just as they do the Man who died on such a cross for our sin.  Won't you stop, look around, and see what is in your midst?  He can be found most anywhere.  In a baby's smile, a kind word spoken, or a deed performed when no one else is looking.

He is always there, always waiting for us to take the time to seek, ask, and find Him.  We are the one's who are too busy with life to notice Him. 

Where will you look today?  If you take the time to seek Him out, He'll reward you with a glimpse of Himself...


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Believing...

After a long hiatus, I have finally been inspired to pick up my pen (or keyboard in this case) and write again .  For a season, I had such diligence and passion for writing, then the well ran dry.  One never knows why these things happen.  It was not for lack of anything to say.  Nor was it a lack of blessing on His part.  It was Satan.  That booger!!  I allowed him to get a foothold in my mind and he took control.

Well, NO more.  As of Saturday, September 15 I vowed to regain the land the enemy stole from me.  Satan has no power over me.  I am a daughter of the King and I claim the inheritance that is my right.  Get thee behind me Satan!

Now that's out of the way...I am excited to be leading a small group on Believing God by Beth Moore.  Each week, I'll be sharing my insights on the week's session.  Besides Breaking Free, Beth credits this study as one that changed her life.  I am expecting and anticipating the same for myself.  I can't wait to share the journey with ya'll. 

Won't you sit down, grab a cup of coffee, and Believe God with me?