Photo by Donald M. Jones
Songbirds tweet in harmony as I willingly and excitedly step into the silence. Silence, after all, is the threshold that one must cross to enter the heavenly realms and the presence of our Precious and Mighty God.
His voice is clearest in the quiet, intimate times and it often seems as if I can hear His very heartbeat. His love for me is overwhelming and I pray that mine for Him is just as obvious and abounding.
As I breathe in His breath, I exhale peace and love. I’m here, Father. Use me. Send me. Heal me and equip me for the journey. Fill me with first trust, then with love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self control.
I want to be everything You created me to be; to accomplish all that You planned for me; and, at such time I enter Your Presence for the rest of eternity, to hear these words: “Well done, good and faithful servant. Well done.”
Amen and Ehmen.
Oh, what a joyful time.
For it is the birth of our very Lord and Savior that we celebrate. Our Lord and Savior, the Son of God, who left the majestic splendor of heaven and came into the world to become an infant, a man.
At a birth that you would have expected to be surrounded by pomp and circumstance, the circumstance was quite different. Born to a frightened teenager and laid in a feeding trough shared with him by sheep, camels and donkeys, Jesus lived as a man and died as a man to save us from our sins and give us the promise of eternal life in Heaven with Him and the Father.
Jesus is the reason for the season and the greatest gift any of us will ever be offered. He truly is the gift that keeps on giving…until the very end of the age and beyond.
Merry Christmas! May you unwrap His Presence today and everyday. Amen and Ehmen.
Today, I will intentionally look for beautiful signs of summer: reflections on the lake, green grass, blue skies or even gray skies made tolerable by the smell of sweet rain. Today, I will listen for the love songs of birds, the breeze making its way through the leaves on the trees out back, the pitter patter of rain on my favorite picture window. It’s funny how rain can be so melancholy, peaceful and refreshing all at the same time. Today, I will breathe in deeply and take time to enjoy the scents of summer—even the cow poo in the field across the way as I know that that cow poo eventually fertilizes a field of beautiful green grass and wildflowers. Today, I will stop to feel the gentle breeze as it caresses my skin, the warmth of the sunshine embracing my soul or, if the day brings it, the cleansing rain on my face. Today, I will intentionally look for the Presence of God and realize that all these things are His love letters to me; tangible proof of an infinite, unyielding and unfailing love.