Medley of Thoughts

Desperately, helplessly, longingly, I cried: Quietly, patiently, lovingly God replied. I pled and I wept for a clue to my fate, And the Master so gently said, “Child, you must wait.” “Wait? You say, wait! ” my indignant reply. “Lord, I need answers, I need to know why! Is your hand shortened? Or have you not heard? By Faith, I have asked, and am claiming your Word. My future and all to which I can relate Hangs in the balance, and YOU tell me to WAIT? I’m needing a ‘yes’, a go-ahead sign, Or even a ‘no’ to which I can resign. And Lord, You promised that if we believe we need but to ask, and we shall receive. And Lord, I’ve been asking, and this is my cry: I’m weary of asking! I need a reply! Then quietly, softly, I learned of my fate As my Master replied once again, “You must wait.” So, I slumped in my chair, defeated and taut and grumbled to God, “So, I’m waiting…. for what?” He seemed, then, to kneel, and His eyes wept with mine, And he tenderly said, “I could give you a sign. I could

I have never fully understood the whole Jesus being man vs. Jesus being God thing.  But I was reading a book this last week and it finally clicked!  The book was talking about how Christ didn't study in the temple.  He went out in nature to commune with His Father.  He spent years and years perfecting His relationship with God until it was totally natural and - I finally got it.  Paul performed miracles, so did Elijah, Elisha and others in the Bible.  I have often longed to understand how they were so close to God when I feel so far away.  But that is another topic altogether.  I finally realized that Jesus truly didn't attain something we can not (other than the being without sin part).  If we diligently strive to walk closer and closer with God and spend quality time with Him we have the potential to perform miracles as well (through God of course).  It also made total sense to me how Satan so easily twists that for so many - indeed even for Eve in the garden.  Enticing us to

I lay my head down on my pillow.  Weary after another long day.  Discouraged because I have failed in so many ways again this day.  “How can you still love me?“  I question my Creator.  “I am so unworthy!“  My children snuggle close to me in their sleep.  I think of how hard they were to deal with today.  Disobedient at every turn.  Ignoring my words.  Choosing to do wrong.  Making me so sad.   At that moment God speaks to me.  This is how I still love you…as you still love your children.  We disobey.  We don’t listen.  We chose to do wrong.  We make God sad.  Yet He still wants to draw us close to Him.  To hold us in His arms and tell us we are forgiven.  We are loved.  More immensely than we can ever imagine.