You will show me the path of life; In Your presence is fullness of joy; In Your right hand there are pleasures forevermore.
Seasons change… Birthday Girl… 12 years around the sun… Dangerously close to being a teenager…
Unbelievable beauty... Unending grace…
When I think of all this, I fall to my knees and pray to the Father, the Creator of everything in heaven and on earth.
I pray that from his glorious, unlimited resources he will empower you with inner strength through his Spirit.
Then Christ will make his home in your hearts as you trust in him.
Your roots will grow down into God’s love and keep you strong.
And may you have the power to understand, as all God’s people should, how wide, how long, how high, and how deep his love is.
May you experience the love of Christ, though it is too great to understand fully.
Then you will be made complete with all the fullness of life and power that comes from God.
Now all glory to God, who is able, through his mighty power at work within us, to accomplish infinitely more than we might ask or think.
Ephesians 3:14-20 NLT
Shifting seasons… Eye on the sky… Shifting plans… Eye on the prize…
”Peace is not the absence of stress, but the presence of the Savior.”
Dr. David Jeremiah
Florida… Sunshine… Golf carts… Family time… Rest… Warmth…
The Lord is my shepherd; I have all that I need. He lets me rest in green meadows; he leads me beside peaceful streams. He renews my strength. He guides me along right paths, bringing honor to his name. Even when I walk through the darkest valley, I will not be afraid, for you are close beside me. Your rod and your staff protect and comfort me. You prepare a feast for me in the presence of my enemies. You honor me by anointing my head with oil. My cup overflows with blessings. Surely your goodness and unfailing love will pursue me all the days of my life, and I will live in the house of the Lord forever.
Psalm 23 (NLT)
A visit from Mimi… Packing for warmer weather… The end of the longest shortest month of the year…
I got up early one morning and rushed right into the day; I had so much to accomplish that I didn’t have time to pray.
Problems just tumbled about me, and heavier came each task, ”Why doesn’t God help me?” I wondered. He answered, “You didn’t ask.”
I wanted to see joy and beauty, but the day toiled on, gray and bleak; I wondered why God didn’t show me. He said, “But you did not seek.”
I tried to come into God’s presence; I used all my keys at the lock. God gently and lovingly chided, ”My child, you didn’t knock.”
I woke up early this morning, and paused before entering the day; I had so much to accomplish that I had to take time to pray.
Ice storm… Land of Narnia… Winter’s spell… Inspiration… Full Armor of God…
Finally, be strong in the Lord and in his mighty power. Put on the full armor of God, so that you can take your stand...
Your grace is an endless tide washing over all my life and more and no matter how far I run I can't escape the flood
Your love is like the morning light Breaking through the deepest night I hear your voice calling out to me
My brokenness aside on my darkened canvas, paint the stars tonight and no matter how far I run I can't escape Your love
I remember where you found me, there was darkness all around me And your beauty overwhelmed my soul Through the dark & hopeless hours, in my weakness showed your power You light up my heart my life, and now I know
Morning Light by Jennie Wellsand
All things bright and beautiful, All creatures great and small, All things wise and wonderful, The Lord God made them all.
Each little flower that opens, Each little bird that sings, He made their glowing colours, He made their tiny wings.
The purple headed mountain, The river running by, The sunset and the morning, That brightens up the sky.
The old wind in the winter, The pleasant summer sun, The ripe fruits in the garden, He made them every one.
The tall trees in the greenwood, The meadows where we play, The rushes by the water, We gather every day.
He gave us eyes to see them, And lips that we might tell, How great is God Almighty, Who has made all things well.
- Cecil Frances Alexander
Project 52 | 2019 | week 1
Little drops of water, Little grains of sand, Make the mighty ocean And the pleasant land.
Thus the little minutes, Humble though they be, Make the mighty ages Of eternity.