And the happy life is this: To rejoice in You. To rejoice for you. To rejoice because of you. I say it again: Life is joy in You, who are the truth, O my God, the light of my soul, health of my body!
We do things in this building, and all others on our campus….fantastical things. Things never thought possible even 60 years ago. We create all sorts of wild imaginings and then put them into form. We think, “what if…..” And then we do it. That is, at least the creative brains do that. I am just a small cog in the wheel of technology….but I do my part.
And it all changes and grows so fast, that by the time a new process comes out, it is already outdated….
People are creators because God made us that way….
All of us have that God spark that seeks to create because He put it in us.
But, with all this human achievement and rushing around, what we call progress; we still can’t even come close to making a moon or setting the stars in place.
Or calming the sea with a word.
And the LORD will continually guide you, And satisfy your desire in scorched places, And give strength to your bones; And you will be like a watered garden, And like a spring of water whose waters do not fail. Isaiah 58:11
Sometimes God whispers things in the dark and silent moments between breaths…..and prayers. I was feeling so dry this morning. As dry as toast. Hollowed out. Like someone took my dreams and hopes for the future and blew them away with a puff of air.
I know I have Heaven…….I know what awaits me is better than anything I can imagine. I have nothing but hope there. But I need hope now, and for the rest of my life. Hope that it will all work out. Hope to fill in the holes.
He whispered……..”Those holes and empty places you feel? That fear of the future? Those holes are all the better for Me to fill.”
Sometimes He does empty us out so He can fill us with Him.
The reason I know it was Him?
A repost from 2009……
When I read Jeremiah 30-33 the compassion of God seemed to leap from the page this morning as I was reading in my “prayer closet” I selected just a portion above….when I think of how many times Israel turned their backs on God and yet, He reached out to them with hope and healing, longing for their restoration.
What are you exiled from today? A child, a church, God, a marriage, a friendship? It seems in life there are many forms of exile we face, but God seeks to restore us; always there is hope. Cling to His word, there is promise there.
I close with this verse, again from Jeremiah, 33:3….”Call to Me, and I will answer you, and I will tell you great and mighty things,which you do not know.”
“Then she called the name of the Lord who spoke to her, “You are a God who sees”; for she said, “Have I even remained alive here after seeing Him?” Genesis 16:13
El Roi…..The God who sees. One of the names of God. Isn’t it wonderful that we have a God who sees us? Who notices what we do?
We all want to be seen……be noticed. Even nature commands our attention……..
It invites us to look…..deeper. And it always points toward its Maker………the Grand Designer of us all.
Our God is the God who has searched us and known us……just as we want to be searched and known by others…..especially the ones we love.
Something in us wants to be remembered……..and we want others to remember the ones we have loved……even little cats spelled with a “K”
Few words this week folks…….one of those “treading water” weeks.
As timing would have it I came down with a killer cold the day before I got a new trainee at work. So I have been drugged up with Dayquil and fortified with Vitamin C during the day, and knocked out at night so I can sleep and get up by 4 am.
Two more days to go……God is good. He has kept me going. I can almost see the end of the week in sight.
Prayers please for my caregiving friend who just may head off to parts unknown really soon if she doesn’t get some relief……
all pics taken in and around Payson, Arizona by me
In an interview with Mother Teresa of Calcutta, Dan Rather asked her, “What do you say to
God when you pray?” She thoughtfully said, “I listen.” Flustered, he tried again. “Well, then what does God say?” Mother Teresa smiled…….”He listens.”
Yesterday I felt like the whole day was a prayer. God spoke through His creation once again……
……….and I listened. Nature speaks more clearly of God than anything else I can think of. If we only open our eyes and ears and let Him speak through it. So I give you some photos from yesterday’s trip north to a place I used to live.
“The Heavens are telling of the glory of God; and their expanse is declaring the works of His hands. Day to day pours forth speech…..
And night to night reveals knowledge.
There is no speech, nor are there words; where their voice is not heard.
Indeed, God has touched every last corner of the earth with His nature, and only the coldest heart is untouched by it…..
Their line has gone out through all the earth, and their utterances to the end of the world…..
In them He has placed a tent for the sun.
It’s rising is from one end of the heavens, and its circuit to the other end of the world.
All pictures taken in and around Payson, Arizona and Tonto Natural Bridges State Park
The rest of the world is tucking in……preparing for the winter,
Cicadas were the symphony backdrop, with an occasional bullfrog and the sound of ducks splashing across the pond and dragonfly wings whirring overhead…..
homeward, so the times call on you to win your way to God. As
God’s athlete, be sober; the stake is immortality and eternal
life. St. Ignatius the God-bearer
I was swept along by a terrible dust storm last night after fighting through my 12 hour shift with a head cold. I was literally running down the hall trying to make it to the bathroom to the kleenex box by days end. Then, I had to go back in after I got all the way out to my car because I forgot something in the fridge at work. Part of dinner, actually. The picture above is one that was posted all across the country after our “big” storm on July 5th. I found it on a Google search, and it turns out this one came from “The Ecuador Times,” of all places!
Last nights storm wasn’t nearly as bad since I did have visibility on the freeway, but you have to be aware of debris hitting you. Birds were trying to fly and being carried off course….and when I was almost home I noticed a dust cloud, we call them “dirt devils” touching down on the freeway, right in my path. I watched the other cars (Yes, I realize this is faulty logic) as they cautiously drove through, and so I figured it was safe enough for my little bug, which holds the road like a tank. I gripped the wheel, all the while visualising my bug and me being sucked up into the vortex like Dorothy.
Once on the other side of that, the rain started along with the wind……along with a healthy amount of lightning striking all around. Meanwhile, I had used the last of my Kleenex and was resorting to my sleeve to catch drips….Ughhhh!
I looked to my left off the freeway and noticed smoke. I followed it down to ground level and it led to flames which were shooting through the roof of a house! I could see them even from the freeway. I assume it was started by the lightning. I could see the lights of Emergency vehicles already on the scene. I said a silent prayer, hoping that all had gotten out safely.
I was starting to feel like I was driving home in the middle of a disaster movie!
I thought of it all, the little and big things we go through in a day and how much of it would really matter if someone told me I was terminally ill. I also thought that I would probably treat the people in my life better if I were terminal. See things a bit differently.