Steadfast?

"In everything give thanks, for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus concerning you." -1 Thessalonians 5:18

"...we cannot always give thanks for the things themselves, but we can always give thanks for God's love and care in the things. He may not have ordered them, but He is in there somewhere, and He is in them to compel, even the most grievous, to work together for our good." -The God of All Comfort by Hannah Whitall Smith


It is the start of a new day as I write this. In my spirit, I am looking up towards the heavens and trying to see the hand of God in my circumstances. I am looking, and looking, and then looking again for the escape hatch that must be there somewhere. The camouflage that must have been there yesterday is still there today, and therefore it eludes me again. My next breath is reminding me of all the reasons I have to be thankful in this life. I am also reminded of the verses in the scriptures that compel and direct me to offer up my incense of thankfulness in the midst of the melee that is life.

I am hoping that today is the start of a fresh new idea that I haven't seen before. I am hoping that the Lord sets something in motion behind the scenes to jumpstart my job search and provide the right opportunity. I am praying that I would be "transformed by the renewing of my mind" so that the Lord would make me into who I was created to be for His glory. Ultimately, I am praying that the Lord would hold on to me when I can't see Him through the clouds around me.

In closing this brief passage of yearning, I pray that the Lord would spur you on towards the adventure He has for you today. May you praise Him and give thanks throughout your day and enjoy His presence through anything you are called to walk through.

Have a cup o'joy
and a fresh taste of the bread of heaven...

Lynne

Letting the Rocks Cry Out

Sister, don't let the rocks cry out
before you stand with hands upraised to praise Him!
Sister, don't let the rocks cry out;
letting those things without the breath of God within them
offer up their sacrifice of praise...

Brother, don't let the rocks cry out
before you offer up thanksgiving for His mercies!
Brother, don't let the rocks cry out;
witholding the garlands of praise from Him who created
the heavens and the earth with words;
the strength in His spirit propelling the elements into action...

Children, don't let the rocks cry out
before you sing together of His marvelous love!
Children, don't let the rocks cry out;
letting the sound of the praises in your hearts to escape;
inviting Him to inhabit your praises;
knowing that where Love is there is peace past human comprehension...

Arise

Let the praises rise to the throne of heaven
amidst the dust of earth;
cradling the wind with hues of purple
and mists of silver and gold...
seek the Lord and know beyond reason
that Glory revealed has provided
the road to salvation...
Arise and let the praises go forth;
inviting His presence
through colors of darkness;
knowing that truth lives in vibrancy
beyond and within the confines of the human spirit
...all because of love's enduring promises.

Divine Touch

Oh, that marvelous ache that propels
my spirit towards the throne of heaven...
deep unto deep touching
for the sake of divine yearnings.
Eternity in my heart;
I am in awe of the drawing salve that
pulls out the dust of earth
and rips the veil from my eyes...
giving me a fresh taste of the bread of heaven
as I breathe in the mundane
mingled in with the eternal.

Beginnings...

"In the beginning..." I read in Your word, Lord...
You started it all with Your words and Your hands...
setting in motion all history's vantage;
propelling creation towards predestined plan.
Beginning is not always easy, Lord;
yet You bid us to come...
away from the noise and commotion of busy days
towards solace found in communion with You.
From the beginning creation showed Your glory;
the beauty and function broke concept's ability to
place creation in a neat little box.
Joy became full when the hill fell under shadow;
permitting the sacrificed lamb to release the promise.

Sustaining Joy

Sacrifice of praise
arising from my spirit;
joy remaining from the vestiges
of past victories...
Allowing present concerns
and unresolved questions to float by;
looking past the mist of this present darkness
to discover the Rock awaiting me...
praise unfastening the tensile strength of
talon's grip upon my soul...
releasing me to soar with the bird I am watching
as I sit on solid ground.

Sunshine on Shadow

Sunshine in shadow
repels the depth of mental fire;
coexisting
light and dark
boxing with each other for positions
in the realm of glory...
Clarity revealed
through that contrast of wills;
flesh and spirit
competing for time and consideration;
penetrating gaze of light on darkness' fingers...
boring through evil with sword and shield...
flashing in conflict
for control of the soul.