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coming from Biblegateway.com The Daily Verse
14 And we are sure of this, that he will listen to us
whenever we ask him for anything in line with his will. 15 And if we
really know he is listening when we talk to him and make our requests, then we
can be sure that he will answer us.
Thought
Movers,
Motivations Touching to the Soul coming from YouTube.com
Chris
McClarney ~ I'm Listening (Lyrics) Ft. Hollyn
Running
to the Light Brandon Lake Lyrics
I
Can’t Get Away & Downpour - Melissa Helser, feat. Naomi Raine (Live)
Jon
Reddick - God, Turn It Around (Lyrics)
Gratitude
- Brandon Lake | Moment
Thinking
Out Loud – Journal Thoughts/Prayers / Mind Maze Overflow
All the broken pieces, yours, mine it makes no
difference. When we speak; He listens. He is always watching, always with us.
Yes, there is always others as well. Someone is always watching! Someone is always listening. But only one is waiting for the depth and
truth of you coming into the relationship with hope and blind faith. That in which He alone will lead you through
the valley or across the mountain tops.
No one, not me not anyone else in this world here and now
can convince you of anything but of only you and what you choose to believe and
act or not act on.
We spend so much time canceling out, so much time trying
to prove entitlements to choose. Yet
rarely do we understand when our choices cause so much pain or hate.
Much less do we openly own and remain accountable, getting
back up and making the change in love, in life to be our best selves and keep running
towards the light.
Much time we fall and vocalize all that we can’t. paralyzing ourselves in what the world says
must happen.
All our broken pieces; mine are scattered far and wide and
prayerfully the cuts my own have left have healed and so much more has been
gained to those injured.
As the forgiveness and the ability to learn how to breathe
has been a blessing given to me. Prayers
for all my connections towards all that is unseen.
Walking forward in 1995 and the many bridges crossed since
then. Spinning or drowning at times it
was only because of the one relationship that allowed my soul to live I am here
and beyond deserving most days doing better than alright.
Even in my weariness of watching so much hurt, hate and
pain across this nation. In my own
family.
Sometimes just catching a glimpse has become too
much. Yet, in Christ alone I am
reminded how much we are all loved and no matter what is or what was. He alone has all of what I cannot fix or plant
towards anything good to help grow.
Reminded in prayer last night evil, hurt, uncertainty, and
so much more is all around us. Yet, we
are to fear not as Christ alone took it all to the cross with us, so we allow
the Holy Spirit to breathe life through every second we are allowed.
Never would I have thought 20 years ago I would be called
upon to plant seeds of hope and truth that we all matter. Especially when I chased the lies and demons
that I was not something worthy to even exist.
Life is funny like that.
Funny how no matter how many times I believe and see the good, darkness
and lies over-shadow those I believe in.
What hurts most is I cannot change or fix the if only~
My own family, my friends, those who pretend because they
think I would not love them anyway.
Then I remember even Jesus was denied. That even those to be closest to him would
not be what they pretend to be.
To be first we must be last. Learning what selfish and selfless really
mean in our human lives.
Perfection takes time and only God has the answer to what
time really is for any of us.
Watching the elderly with early onset dementia and
sometimes those wounds resurfacing because of the lack of God in their lives. Or even those who have walked with Jesus
supposedly all their lives and here all they do is gossip and stir the pot with
everyone they speak.
What about the brother who is ill and counting his days as
blessed a little late? Or the friends
that passed when you never even knew they are sick. The blessed, even during the
misfortune. As we have these pity
parties because that one true love that steps out as soon as you walk out the
door; or perhaps even brings others that do not belong into your home.
We may not hear or see until its painfully too late. But Jesus Christ has every strip and cut then,
and now. As he poured out up to and on
that cross so we could, we would have the ability to understand and turn it
around and not retaliate, not wallow in pity.
But push through the pain and plant and sow growth and beauty in what we
have each breath still left.
It is so hard to reflect gratitude during the storms. Yet, we can have the response of worshiping
and giving back acknowledgment to Jesus for all he did long before we find
ourselves here and now.
Let downs, will come.
Be it the broken hearts of loss or misfortune of believing in others and
them either throw away who they are in front of you; or they were never who
they pretend to be all the way through the journey when they are on your path.
I wish I could say my dream of having that Ozzy, Harriet happy
little husband, wife, family with the white picket fence came to be. Instead, I learned in the process of
building walls how to put up my own fencing in my youth and how to maintain it
now as an adult.
Finding balance with God at the head takes the knowledge
of what evenly yoked really means. Not
just liking the same things. Trust
is not given it is earned. And once it
is broken you can live on, but it is never the same. Because the solve needed for why that
person broke it in the first place has to be resolved in and with Christ.
Unfortunately, the world even when we are in the depths of
best relationship with him. Well, we
forget he is carrying everything we think we cannot get through.
Oh, this mind maze; having a week off to just do whatever
comes. Walking in circles this morning
breaking that routine of working 6-6.
Love is another day given. Unanswered prayers and something better than
ever imagined knocking at the door.
I cannot lie, watching an online news clip of a man at an
Orlando airport having too much to drink and going after a women and children. Not sure if they were family of some sort or
not. But when his big self would not
stop and the families and people in the airport started evacuating the area and
security finally tazored this man to submission. I crumbled to think how dangerously fallen
our world now is.
I don’t know why that moment hurt so badly. Maybe knowing the innocence and brokenness
our brothers and sisters who have done nothing to harm others are being disrupted
and robbed of life at the hands of the disillusioned demons.
But it does not even have to be across the world where war
of one has destroyed so much. It is
right in our own back yards. Whenever
we forget who we created to be.
Selflessly given life from love that no one will ever be able to align or
be like.
None of us are promised tomorrow and our choices matter
more now than ever. Love people but from
a distance and stop just believing every single thing they say.
Stop judging. You and
every single thing you know nothing about.
Give it all back to the God who allowed every one of us to be here in
the first place.
I wish I knew
I wish I could
Sometimes I wish I never did, others I wish I still could
be more, do more. All the while
forgetting in either case, I am everything even in nothing. In Christ, with Christ. Because of Christ every day I am given.
I may not have chosen my destiny; but I am control of what
the journey holds for everything in the path of this world I am allowed to be
on.
I am beyond blessed and beyond words to describe. Yet watching the world around me and all
those that have my heart strings in knots.
Just hoping in Christ, that His love pours into every
situation, every soul and that flicker lights up all that they are meant to
be. That we shake off this world like the
passing of any storm.
My hope through it all is beyond anything I am able to understand
or tell. I can only share what was,
what is and pray for what is to be.
In love beyond all space in time or time and space. That love that no human romance can
compare. Just knowing how much there is
as we learn when to hold on and when to let go.
Thank You Jesus!
For this day and all that have come to pass so far. We need you here and now Lord. Across this
globe and vast universe. So much
healing is needed. May all your
children rise up in your strength and courage alone. Coming together in love through the
depths. Pouring out the love you grow.
