Faithful God

 

Deuteronomy 7:9“Know therefore that the LORD your God is God; he is the faithful God, keeping his covenant of love to a thousand generations of those who love him and keep his commandments.” Brought to you by BibleGateway.com. Copyright (C) . All Rights Reserved.

 

Our God is faithful no matter what…through generations He has always been and always will be faithful!

Called to Holiness by Grace

2 Timothy 1:9“He has saved us and called us to a holy life—not because of anything we have done but because of his own purpose and grace. This grace was given us in Christ Jesus before the beginning of time,” Brought to you by BibleGateway.com. Copyright (C) . All Rights Reserved.

 

Isn’t it amazing that imperfect rather horrid and awful scum like us humans can be completely redeemed and changed by a God who sees everything we do, say, think, feel…etc. and still loves us intimately and desires us anyway?! Crazy…but completely and utterly amazing. THAT is a miracle.

Search Me Lord

Psalm 139:23-24“Search me, God, and know my heart; test me and know my anxious thoughts. See if there is any offensive way in me, and lead me in the way everlasting.” Brought to you by BibleGateway.com. Copyright (C) . All Rights Reserved.

Look in my life and heart, see if there is anything against you, if there is, take it out Lord, lead me on by your grace and for your glory!

Hallelujah, what a Savior!

Hallelujah what a savior.

Isaiah 25:1“[Praise to the LORD] LORD, you are my God; I will exalt you and praise your name, for in perfect faithfulness you have done wonderful things, things planned long ago.” Brought to you by BibleGateway.com. Copyright (C) . All Rights Reserved.

Those prayer requests we feel are going unanswered or those situations which seem so unclear and uncertain, well though we may not take it as much, we can rest assured in the fact that our great God, in His sovereignty and faithfulness already knows the outcome and is already working each situation out for HIS glory which is ultimately for our BEST.

Follow My Steps

Follow Me one step at a time. That is all I require of you. In fact, that is the only way to move through this space/time world. You see huge mountains looming, and you start wondering how you’re going to scale those heights. Meanwhile, because you’re not looking where you’re going, you stumble on the easy path where I am leading you now. As I help you get back on your feet, you tell Me how worried you are about the cliffs up ahead. But you don’t know what will happen today, much less tomorrow. Our path may take an abrupt turn, leading you away from those mountains. There may be an easier way up the mountains than is visible from this distance. If I do lead you up the cliffs, I will equip you thoroughly for that strenuous climb. I will even give My angels charge over you, to preserve you in all your ways.
Keep your mind on the present journey, enjoying My Presence. Walk by faith, not by sight, trusting Me to open up the way before you.
With your help I can advance against a troop; with my God I can scale a wall.
—Psalm 18:29
For He will give His angels [especial] charge over you to accompany and defend and preserve you in all your ways [of obedience and service]. They shall bear you up on their hands, lest you dash your foot against a stone.
—Psalm 91:11–12 amp
For we walk by faith, not by sight.
—2 Corinthians 5:7 nkjv - http://bit.ly/eF5kSq

A Modern Day Psalm

The other night was a night of unceasing prayer. Between praying sessions, I was writing, which isn't all that rare, however things were just flowing at this moment, and about who or what specifically? I have no idea...here is the result.
A Modern Day Psalm


Why, why, why is there so much pain?
Why do people tell me of sunshine yet all i feel is rain?
Why Now? Why this? Why does it have to be so hard?
-God you are greater, and in this I have Hope-
But why does it sometimes have to be so difficult to cope?
Why does it have to hurt so much?
Why is it so hard sometimes to hear your voice, feel your touch?
-Lord, you are greater and I am here, I move on with your strength, not my fear-
Turn off the music, but the notes still play in my head
Close the book, but my mind still sees the words I just read
I try not to think, but just then a thousand more thoughts come flooding in
I try to sleep, have peace, to rest, but all I get is darkness and silence at best


I am here, I am here
Speak, I am listening


Or am I?


Have you been speaking all along and that's what I've been missing?
Have I drifted that far away? Have I completely lost touch?
Is there nothing left to say?
Have I fallen that much?


NO! NO!


I am here, I am here
Speak! God, everlasting through the years
You are Lord, Redeemer, Savior over all


I am here, I am here
I am waiting on your call






There is a song I recorded of this...if you want to check it out...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jPblZCrCij8

"Made Perfect Through Suffering"

Here is a excerpt from the devotional "Streams in the Desert"

Made Perfect Through Suffering

"For I reckon that the sufferings of this present time are not worthy to be compared with the glory which shall be revealed in us" (Rom. 8:18).

I kept for nearly a year the flask-shaped cocoon of an emperor moth. It is very peculiar in its construction. A narrow opening is left in the neck of the flask, through which the perfect insect forces its way, so that a forsaken cocoon is as entire as one still tenanted, no rupture of the interlacing fibers having taken place. The great disproportion between the means of egress and the size of the imprisoned insect makes one wonder how the exit is ever accomplished at all--and it never is without great labor and difficulty. It is supposed that the pressure to which the moth's body is subjected in passing through such a narrow opening is a provision of nature for forcing the juices into the vessels of the wings, these being less developed at the period of emerging from the chrysalis than they are in other insects.

I happened to witness the first efforts of my prisoned moth to escape from its long confinement. During a whole forenoon, from time to time, I watched it patiently striving and struggling to get out. It never seemed able to get beyond a certain point, and at last my patience was exhausted. Very probably the confining fibers were drier and less elastic than if the cocoon had been left all winter on its native heather, as nature meant it to be. At all events I thought I was wiser and more compassionate than its Maker, and I resolved to give it a helping hand. With the point of my scissors I snipped the confining threads to make the exit just a very little easier, and lo! immediately, and with perfect case, out crawled my moth dragging a huge swollen body and little shrivelled wings. In vain I watched to see that marvelous process of expansion in which these silently and swiftly develop before one's eyes; and as I traced the exquisite spots and markings of divers colors which were all there in miniature, I longed to see these assume their due proportions and the creature to appear in all its perfect beauty, as it is, in truth, one of the loveliest of its kind. But I looked in vain. My false tenderness had proved its ruin. It never was anything but a stunted abortion, crawling painfully through that brief life which it should have spent flying through the air on rainbow wings. I have thought of it often, often, when watching with pitiful eyes those who were struggling with sorrow, suffering, and distress; and I would fain cut short the discipline and give deliverance. Short-sighted man! How know I that one of these pangs or groans could be spared? The far-sighted, perfect love that seeks the perfection of its object does not weakly shrink from present, transient suffering. Our Father's love is too true to be weak. Because He loves His children, He chastises them that they may be partakers of His holiness. With this glorious end in view, He spares not for their crying. Made perfect through sufferings, as the Elder Brother was, the sons of God are trained up to obedience and brought to glory through much tribulation. --Tract.