Showing posts with label Hope. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Hope. Show all posts

Thursday, December 7, 2017

25 Days of Christmas~Day 7


For to us a child is born, to us a son is given, and the government will be on his shoulders. And he will be called  Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace. Isaiah 9:6



This child, this tiny baby in the manger, He was given to all of us.
 
What do we see when we look at this small image? 

Do we see the One who will rule the world?

Our memories are stirred when we come to the manger every year. . . .


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where I am so excited to be sharing with my friend,
Ifeoma Samuel. We have prayerfully prepared
short devotionals and activities
for your family this Season!


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Over on Instagram @HopeHeartHome,
the prompt is "Hope"
for today's #HolyHaiku.

And my heart was set to remember
a surprise sleigh ride that was a gift 
from my husband several years ago.

Into a dark time, his gift 
stirred an even deeper gift
of hope for my heart:




My heart is praying for you today,
to be blessed with
HOPE
from the heart of Jesus


and LIGHT 
on the darkest
of days, because
HE IS OUR PEACE. 



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Tuesday, June 6, 2017

Jewels in His Hand




The amethyst blooms
on this Catmint
in my garden
were shining like
beautiful jewels
this morning.

And last night's verse
was made all the more
real for me:

The Lord their God will save his people on that day
    as a shepherd saves his flock.
They will sparkle in his land
    like jewels in a crown. Zechariah 9:16 NIV




Into a week filled with both weariness and blessings, 
and an infusion with side effects,
God brought words to me that carried 
HOPE into my heart.


Are you in need of fresh hope?
Do you long to know that someone hears your cries for help?


Jesus hears, and Jesus answers
with words of beauty 
spoken for us.



Jewels in His Hand    

On the day I cried out for help
On that very day
The Lord sent forth His Strength
Like a Shepherd caring
Like a Savior redeeming
Is my Lord

On the day I crumbled under the load
On that very day
The Lord sent forth His Song
As a Lover wooing
As a King majestic
Is my Lord.

On the day I lay famished in the battle
On that very day
The Lord sent forth His angel
Like a Warrior advancing
Like an army victorious
Is my Lord.

On the day I succumbed to the shame
On that very day
The Lord sent forth His crown
As a Bridegroom adorning
As a Lover preparing
Is my Lord.

He will save
He will sing
He will win
He will clothe
And call me His own

The Name of the Lord
I will wear
The jewel in His hand
I will be

Placing my crown at His feet
This is my Lord
 --BG


"Whoever has ears, let them hear what the Spirit says to the churches. To the one who is victorious, I will give some of the hidden manna. I will also give that person a white stone with a new name written on it, known only to the one who receives it."  Revelation 2:17



Oh, the love that Jesus has for His children! 
Each one, His precious Jewel:





 


Monday, February 27, 2017

The Secret of His Presence



My thoughts this week
have been filled with eternity.
 A dear friend just left this earth,
and now there is a void in my heart
and in the hearts of all who loved her.


Are you missing someone dear?

Can we face sorrow together?


I Miss You

Your death leaves a hole

You have found the secret place

But my heart still burns

 --Bettie Gilbert







And while my heart still grieves,
there is a hope that goes deeper
than any pain could touch,
A waiting for the time 
our paths will connect again.

My dear one is at the feet of Jesus
Her pain no longer consumes
Her soul has found relief
And her body is set free.



Heaven of Love

The secret of God

Rests in His Heaven of Love

My soul burns to go 

--Bettie Gilbert 



I pray you find the comfort that Jesus brings
Sharing in our sorrows
And bearing all our grief. 





These poems are offered as part of the #Haiku #Poetry Challenge
placed by Ronovan Hester over at his site: Ronovan Writes 
where the prompts this week are "Secret&Burn." Find other great Haiku when you click over to his site.


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Tuesday, September 13, 2016

Discovering Hope


( In exchange for my review, and being part of the Launch Team for this book, the author provided this book, for me. All opinions expressed are purely my own. I am disclosing this in accordance with the Federal Trade Commission’s 16 CFR, Part 255: “Guides Concerning the Use of Endorsements and Testimonials in Advertising.”)


I have been honored to be part of the book launch team for Cindee Snider Re's new book: Discovering Hope. Cindi is someone who has traversed the maze of chronic illness, both for herself and for members of her own family. She speaks humbly about the path to finding the Hope that is available for those of us who feel alone or invisible within our own journey.


I wrote here last week about the chapter concerning Biblical Lament and how it has been opening my heart to more freedom to express my heart's cry before the Lord.  This process of being transparent in the journey of my own story has been an ongoing lesson for me. 


Listening to other people's stories? Pure joy for me, whether the person is telling me face-to-face, or I am living out the story through the latest book I am reading.  

But telling my own story? Well, let's just say I've been known to rush through my own details, so that I can get to the really meaty part of listening to and helping another.  I have been convicted over this lately, though, as these words of the very first chapter jumped out at me:


"Sharing our stories is a vital part of doing life together. The disciples shared their stories and
changed the world, not because they were extraordinary men, but because they told about an
extraordinary God.
That same God is still at work today. It’s His story we tell, His hand at work in our lives, His love
touching hearts and changing lives every day."


I realized that when I am reluctant to share my own stories, I may be holding back the very thing that would point to God, and give glory to Him.  Ugly or sad, joyous or beautiful, each part of our story is a chapter in God's Grace given to us.  How can I hold back sharing His working in me?  


One of the biggest "assignments" in the book was to begin the journey of writing out your own story.  This is vital for any of us, because whether we suffer from chronic illness, or not, we each suffer from the greatest chronic condition of all: the life-long journey of being transformed into the likeness of Christ. 


2 Corinthians 3:18 (NIV) And we all, who with unveiled faces contemplate the Lord’s glory, are being transformed into his image with ever-increasing glory, which comes from the Lord, who is the Spirit.



I want to let Him open my heart to share as His Story is unfolding through my story, lived out day by day in this new season of life.  And as I read through her book, I came to a section that spoke most deeply to me as a summary of the author's words. She spoke of a time that God asked her this question:


“And if I don’t allow you to heal, if I  never remove the pain, will you still trust Me?”



And then she went on:

"What if illness – the stripping away of our health, our dreams, our understanding of
who we are and what our future holds – is really a gift – God offering Himself to us
unencumbered by all the noise, all the things that clutter our hearts and so easily fill
our days? Because what if that quiet, stripped-away space is where hope is found?
Where God leans in close whispering love to our weary souls until it becomes as
familiar as the beating of our own hearts? "

 



And suddenly I knew that God had been asking me that very question.  If I did not find the healing today, or tomorrow, or next year, would I still be able to find my Hope fixed on Jesus?

If the pain flowed in and out, but never away, would I still listen to hear God's voice?

It's a crucial question for all of us, because we want SOMETHING to put our hope in. And we want to HOPE FOR THE BEST.  But upon WHAT are we truly fixing our hope?  




Seeking Christ as my treasure, finding in HIM the basis for my hope, and longing to see the goodness of the Lord being fulfilled in
His own way   . . .   this is where I want to rest my heart.


I am thankful that I listened to God's whisper when He nudged me to sign up for the book launch.  If He's giving you a nudge also, won't you respond by seeking out Cindee's book over at Amazon


Perhaps the journey to Discovering Hope will capture your heart as well.


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