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Jesus said to her, " I am the resurrection and the life. Those who believe in me, even though they die, will live, and everyone who lives and believes in me will never die. Do you believe this?" She said to him, "Yes, Lord, I believe that you are the Messiah, the Son of God, the one coming into the world." John 11:25-28

Archive for the tag “Prayer”

Lunch with Jesus


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Where is God?


I have a hard time with God sometimes. I can pray to Him and I can also talk as if He was right next to me, like talking to a friend or a parent. But there are so many times I just want to see Him, though, you know? I confess often that I wish I had someone just like Him in the flesh to talk to, to share my troubles with and physically put my head on their shoulder while embracing in a hug.

I feel so bad for confessing that because spiritually, I know God is right here with me. Always. Putting his arm around me and comforting me. Spiritually I feel it, but physically I want to feel it more.

Then, out of the blue, a friend sends me a message telling me her “God sighting”, telling me that she thought of me when it happened.

It didn’t take long to have it hit me that God was speaking to me through my friend. The story she shared was so filled with the word of God to me, even though it was her own encounter with God. God answered my prayer and became a human.

I have a hard time with God sometimes, but am so thankful that he doesn’t feel the same about me.
Thank you God.

John 1:14
The Word became flesh and made his dwelling among us. We have seen his glory, the glory of the One and Only, who came from the Father, full of grace and truth.

Skipping Steps


Stairway

When I was a little girl, the basement in the house where I grew up was probably one of the scariest places I had to go alone.

The basement was a large unfinished room with a heavy dark curtain dividing the space.  I believed the curtain was in place to hide monsters that waited around for me when my mom or dad asked me to retrieve a canned good or roll of paper towel.

I proceeding with caution, each step down the stairs was made with as little noise as possible so the monsters would not wake up.  I gently pulled the curtain aside and headed straight to the back storage room.  To limit my time down there, I memorized what was on each shelf so I could be in and out like a race car driver making a pit stop.

Once the item I needed was in my clutch, I ran as fast as I could through the curtain and up the stairs, taking them two-at-a-time.  Throughout my sprint I prayed silently over and over, “Please God, help me not to be scared”.  Monsters know when kids are in their space and they know what a delicacy they are.  Like veal, the young have such a juicy tenderness about them.  I was in the monster’s space and they wanted to catch me and eat me. 

This sprint and silent prayer for protection continued throughout my chilhood, even after the curtain came down when my parents finished the basement.  I was certain the monsters were still living in the closets and rooms with newly installed doors.

My life was spared each time I had to go to the basement.  I learned the importance of taking stairs two-at-a-time while praying the same prayer for protection.  I was not eaten by monsters.

Matthew 7:7-8 “Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you. For everyone who asks receives; the one who seeks finds; and to the one who knocks, the door will be opened.

Ecclesiastes 3:7b


Ecclesiastes 3:7b  A time to be silent and a time to speak Read more…

Needs, Wants and the Reality of It All


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Kairos Tuesday


I read a quote from a Facebook friend recently that said something like, “If we were given today all the things we thanked God for yesterday, what would we have”? Read more…

Sin of Omission, Part II


This is an update from the blog titled Sin of Omission.

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Angels In Black and White


Clyde died less than a month after my father passed away. Read more…

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