I will be at Living Truth in Noblesville (on Cumberland rd, by the corner of 32 & 37) this Saturday October 27th from 11-3 signing copies of “The Pink Polka dot Kitty” (on sale there for $20)! I hope to see you there!
Writing Through the Bible in a Year
Frames
Most weekday mornings after I shove the kids out the door and off to school I stand with Skippy our dog at the corner of our street and wave to the departing bus, only to turn and walk with him in the opposite direction in order to get a few streets ahead and meet the bus once again so that the kids can see the dog and I walking. It’s silly, but we all love it. This morning was no different. A block to the west, a block to the south, another block to the west, wave as the bus drives by! J And then the awareness of the peace of a still dark morning falls upon my brain; the birds awakening from their slumber and singing us into a new day. The crisp air of fall surrounds me, beaconing me to walk a bit faster, breathe a bit deeper. I give thanks a bit more as the perfume of the fallen leaves mingles with the fresh evening rain intoxicating my senses. One block, two blocks, three blocks more, the dog pulls at the leash begging me to walk faster, run even, I refuse. He is cold and wants to go home, I want to stay in this moment, feet pounding, heart still. Four blocks, five, we round the bend and walk toward the rising sun dawning on this peace-filled town awakening to another new day. Doors to lit-homes open, wives kissing their husbands goodbye fill the backlit frames like a movie – fascinating. Six blocks, seven, maybe even eight, I’ve lost count at this point, my eyes are drawn to a dimly lit window framed in squares. This is my favorite window, I admit, I often peek into this one. It is the home of our wonder-sitter’s grandparents, strong Christian folks, elderly and sweet like most grandparents are. Most mornings I need squint in order to see properly as I walk briskly by, but not this one. As fall is deepening so are the shadows outside allowing the light inside to penetrate the darkness and creating crisper images within these frames of lives. There in the recliner next to a dim side table lamp sits the grandparent of the one we love, reading, leaning in toward the light ever so slightly, book angled in order to catch every ray of the small lamp. Glasses on and gleaming, radiating the light reflected from the white pages of a well worn book. And while I may not be able to see the title, I know it, because it is the most well-read book of all time. I feel privileged to peer in on something so sacred and private, yet so tender and loving. The eyes of the aged focused on the one thing in this world that brings abundant life and light, Jesus. Oh, how I love Jesus! Just this morning I was telling Him how much I yearned to tell others about Him and how wonderful He is, then to pass by and witness someone drinking from the same living well, not because they are thirsty but because they are hungry; hungry for wisdom from the wisdom giver; yearning for a Word to get them through yet another day in the valley of the shadow of death. It’s not about religion to them, they’re not reading because that’s what you’re supposed to do, they have a relationship where they read because they recognize their lover’s handwriting throughout the pages of the book. We read, because we can’t not read. We pray because we can’t help but talk with the One who fills the frames of life with moments like these. It is said, a picture is worth a thousand words, this hasn’t been a thousand words, but it’s a picture none-the-less. A picture of a life spent searching the pages of a book for ancient truths and answers to today’s issues; the issues that fill these frames with sadness and glee. These pages that contain words that bring hope to the hopeless, life to the dead and health to the sick. While I have walked block after block they have turned page after page, read word after word feasting on them with their eyes, drinking them deep down into their heart so that later those same words may spring forth like springs of living water from deep within where they were stored bringing life to the life-less and a home to the homeless.
I keep walking, stopping may be considered stalking after all. I walk one last block, turn one last corner to home, where I open my own door to my own lit-home where I sit before my own backlit window at my desk and begin typing a story, a frame from my life. Maybe someone passing by will peer in and be inspired by me. I hope so. I pray so. But even if not, I’ll do it anyway, because I love Him. And I can’t not write.
My dear friends, so much has happened since I last wrote to you! I have been studying and writing a Bible study on, of all things, stones. J I have heard the call of our Lord, and Love, to “get out there” and start getting my writing into the hands of those that wouldn’t be able to find it any other way than through a face to face encounter with me at a festival or bazaar. This has been difficult for me, I’ll admit. It’s so easy to tap away on a keyboard all day and say anything the Lord tells you, it’s a completely different thing to be standing in a booth, scripture all over the table and have people walk right by on the opposite side of the road, without a second glance, completely uninterested in what you have to say or sell. In fact, it’s quite heartbreaking. But I cling to Hope for them, He loves them desperately and one day they will know that full well. And I pray that I will have done ALL that I could to help them come to that realization.
I have come to grips with the long known fact that God has made me to teach. I’ve known it since I was in Kindergarten and yet somehow I had forgotten it somewhere along the way. I thought perhaps my call into ministry had changed that, I honestly don’t know what I was thinking. Last week God said to me, “Little girl, you’re a teacher, you’ve always known that, now start acting like one!” You know, when I was in Kindergarten, playing “school” during the summer and forcing my little brother to be my student so I could give him homework I never imagined that THIS is what God had in mind for me. Classrooms of a non-descript size, where my blackboard would be a computer screen and my students would be worlds away perhaps even across the ocean. Who knows! The sky is the limit… or is it? Are there limits to what God can do with us when we fully yield to His plan and His will? I don’t know. Maybe I’ll be lucky enough to find out.
In November I will be starting a once-a-month Sunday school class at our church. I am very excited about this! Although we will be starting out watching videos of other pastors and then discussing them afterwards in whatever time we have left. This is not my goal. Obviously! It is merely our way of building a class of diverse ages and stages in life, a good mix, in the hopes that once the class builds a bit I can begin teaching my own material. We will see where the Holy Spirit takes it, but that IS my desire. My prayer for our church is to draw the parents of the younger children into a much closer relationship with Christ in order for them to be walking, breathing role models for those young impressionable minds before them. The greatest way to raise a child up in the way that they should go, is to show them how it’s done. I learned from my parents, and I pray with every fiber of my being that our children are learning from us. I learned what a good marriage looks and feels like from my parents and, thanks to God and True Intimacy, Sean and I are passing that down to our children too. I want to teach others what God’s love can do for them, their marriages and their families.
I am struggling with what exactly to do with my photography business at the moment, I could totally use some prayers for that!
I’m also struggling with letting go of my Bible study group of friends. I’m just not sure what GOD wants us to do, where HE wants us to go from here. I feel Him leading me to focus my energies on our church and teaching, but at the same time, these gals are my SISTERS. They hold me up. I can’t imagine not meeting with them every week anymore, and yet at the same time I’m wondering if that is what God is calling us to do. I just don’t KNOW and because of that reason I can’t seem to let go. Do you know what I mean?
On a much more personal note, we’ve got a lot of stuff going on that’s not so fun. Financial issues, always. My Dad just had a hip replacement, which was extremely stressful, now over, but still a little in the air – blood clots are possible and pain is lingering. The day after my Dad’s surgery, my grandpa (Mom’s dad) went into the hospital with pneumonia and a small heart attack, he’s 90+! So there’s a *bit* of stress there. I know that my aunt has been dealing with major fatigue and pain, she could use some prayers as well. Sean’s Dad, grandpa and uncle are all headed out to Washington at the moment for a ceremony to honor Grandpa and his service to our country. That’s amazing, but could also use prayers for a safe journey and lots of laughs and good memories along the way.
I will say, God is good and He’s totally holding me together, but I could still use some major prayers for a lot of things on a lot of fronts. So much is going on in life right now! I have to wonder if it will ever slow down… and then I wonder if I would really want it to… I don’t think so, I’d probably get bored. Who knows though, I bet I could get used to it! J
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This week’s photos, I just HAD to share them!!!
OK folks, so as I was organizing this week’s photos and I just couldn’t sit on them. I had to share with my friends the beautiful awe that I witnessed this week. I have come to realize (not that I didn’t already know it) that God is by far the most amazing artist EVER! The way He paints the sky is just incredible! On Wednesday I went to McGregor park with my Parks and Prayers group, where we sat next to a quiet stream in a nice green field to talk about the 23rd Psalm. When I got there and had a few minutes to wait I whipped out my camera and found a heart. 
Then on the walking path with my friends God showed me His smile 
But then after we settled down in the green pasture with our chairs a butterfly came along and insisted it just HAD to perch on my friend Jennifer’s arm. Then when she moved her arm it landed on her hat and stayed there the entire time we sat there! 
While we were there Jennifer and I both got texts about a storm headed our way so we decided to get moving and relocate our meeting to my house. On the way home I drove into this! 
I drove for a while just in awe of the sight in front of me, realizing that I was driving directly into a storm until I simply couldn’t stand the beauty anymore and had to pull over on the side of the road to capture it! I found myself sitting in the grass on the side of the road, trying to somehow make myself smaller so that I could fully encapsulate the magnitude of what I was seeing on film. But alas, yet again, while I was able to get some good pictures of the front, I still was not able to really capture the moment to my own satisfaction. While the pictures are able to show the artistry and the beauty of God’s creation in motion they simply don’t covey the GRANDNESS of that moment. 
* Maybe because that’s just not something that can be conveyed to someone who hadn’t just had the conversation I had just had with my friends about our own trials in ministry and the struggles of life only to come to the determination that God is bigger than the storms in our lives. And there in this moment, here I was taking in the magnitude of the coming storm and feeling so small against it, yet knowing that GOD is bigger. That God was the artist of this masterpiece I was beholding. The Master painter and His work literally bringing me to my knees in awe of His talent and ability in stark contrast to my own lack of talent and inabilities. It was magnificent!
Thursday was a crazy and chaotic day of running around like a chicken with my head cut off! Errands here, things to do there, pick up the dog at the vet on the way to dance class because he wasn’t ready in enough time to pick him up and bring him home first. During dance class, with the dog in the car with the windows rolled down, there was a pop up shower while it was still sunny out! So I ran outside to roll the windows up on the car so the poor dog wouldn’t get soaked and then ran back in for the last few minutes of tap class. When we came back out this is the sight that greeted us. 
All the way I drove into the fading sun 
and marveling at the magnificence of the clouds and their colors, when it hit me. Suddenly I understood why I’m so fascinated with the sky, it’s HUGE! 
No matter how small I may feel, how terribly insignificant or unimportant, untalented or unequipped when I look at the sky I’m instantly reminded of my Maker. The same One who paints the sky for me day in and day out is the same One who paints my life. 
And He doesn’t use only light colors to paint, if He did there would be no contrast, nothing to make the light look more beautiful and obvious.
* My friend Kelly just called me, I emailed her these photos a little while ago to share them. She opened up the Landscape version of the Storm (the photo with the * after it) and told me to look just to the left of the center of the photo. What do you see? I about fell off my chair!!!
Tell me, what do you see???
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The End
My friends, I have some sad but possibly not so surprising news. I will no longer be blogging. I had a dream last night where I was standing in a hospital room in front of a doctor discussing a sickness that I had (no folks, I am not really physically sick) and that the only way to cure it was to have surgery to remove my ability to produce children (my writing). I looked at my Husband who had been standing to my right and without a word he gave me a look of permission. You know how husbands and wives can just look at each other and have a whole conversation; it was one of those looks. He had that look, like “you knew it was coming, go ahead and do it because this is necessary”. This surgery was going to save my life. So after I talked to the doctor my Husband and I were walking down a hallway, Him standing to the left of me with His right arm over my shoulder protectively our heads bowed down in sadness together, but walking forward.
I didn’t know what the dream meant until I went to type it all out, and like a flash of lighting hits the ground I knew. It’s time to walk away from the blog and on towards something else. What EXACTLY that something else is, I don’t know. But I do know that although my year through the Bible isn’t finished, the posting of blogs about it is. I’m heartbroken about it and yet I have a peace that passes understanding. Maybe it was the look in His eye or the way that He held me under His arm but I know that it’ll be OK, leaving this chapter of my life behind.
I have so enjoyed this time with you all; sharing the intimate details of my life with you in a way that I never have tried before. God is calling me forward, always forward toward home and other pursuits along the way. As I sit here and type this, I weep, I have loved all of this so much. Living as though my life were a story to be told and I pray that you have enjoyed sharing in the journey with me. When I woke up from the dream the Holy Spirit began signing to me “by the blood of the Lamb and the word of their testimony, everyone, overcome. We will overcome!…” at the time I didn’t understand, now I do!
My friends, we overcome this life and its turmoil by the blood of the Lamb AND the word of our testimony. If you know me at all you know that I will NEVER stop telling my testimony and I pray that if you learned nothing else from this blog I pray that you learned to tell your own story in your own way to as many people as would listen. It is through the word of your testimony that we overcome the Enemy and his lies. Never stop telling your story!!!
As I step away from the chapter of life, I refuse to say goodbye, but rather hello to the next chapter, the next story, the next testimony, the next form of storytelling that God wants me to learn about. You know, this whole thing started because I started scrapbooking my wedding album, and like a fairytale it has all led up to this point:
Tamar and her husband walked off into the sunrise hand in hand, and they lived happily ever after.
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A Time Out
Today’s Reading: Isaiah 14:1-17:14
Last night I was pestering my husband to take me out on a date this Friday night because I wanted to just get away from it all for a few hours. His response “I don’t think I can get away, I have so much to do.”
How often do we get to that point where we have so much on our “to do” list that we allow our to do list to tell us what to do? I don’t know about you, but that’s where I am right now! I had this vision of grandeur where I would wave Sean off to work and the kids off to school and then I could actually get some things done around here because there wouldn’t be anybody here to mess them up anymore… WRONG! Because now I’m not even here either! But maybe that’s part of my stress too. I’ve spent the last five years practically locked up in this house waiting for something to happen and now all the sudden it is and I’m hanging on to the doorframe with my fingernails going “WAIT! I’m not ready yet!” So here I am this morning waving goodbye to the school bus, armpit deep in to do list items running through my head when I stepped off the curb and just started walking. At first I was just walking the dog because that’s what I had been doing every morning after the bus left, I was outside already anyway right? But by the time I got to the end of the first block it hit me, this, right now, could be the time out I need! It was a beautiful morning, the air was crisp enough to be wearing jeans and my favorite sweater coat, the birds were chirping their merry song, the swift little click of a tiny dog’s toenails hitting the pavement as fast as he could walk, it was music pushing me along to just pray and clear my mind of all the stress and gunk that has built up over the last few days. Nothing that major, in fact most of it all has been very good news, but yet I still felt so overwhelmed by it all. Just the sheer mass of things I “have” to do was mounting and becoming insurmountable. The fact that they are all good things, things that I enjoy doing, hasn’t seemed to make any difference it’s simply been my lack of any quiet time.
Last night in telling my husband that I just wanted some quiet time with him, I meant it. More than I even knew. Because as much as I love all the fun things that I’ve been filling my days with, I’ve been missing my quiet time with Jesus every day. Of all the things on the to do list that “have” to get done, that seems to be the one that gets left out the most often and I’m really feeling it today. Right now, what I’m longing for more than anything else is a day with Jesus all to myself; just me and my Bible, a notebook and a pen under a shady tree in our yard on a nice breezy day with a tall glass of ice water. I miss talking with Him, hearing from Him and sharing in His presence, I miss sharing in His revelation in His word. I miss HIM! And just like I’m longing to just spend time with Sean, the two of us in a quiet place maybe not even really talking about anything but just sitting together in silence, I’m longing for the same thing with Jesus. Life has been fun, but it’s just feels empty without those quiet times out with them – away from the to do list in our own little world just the two of us.
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I just logged onto Biblegateway.com to get the link for today’s reading and Psalm 94:18-19 was their verse of the day. Does my God love me or what????? I am so blessed!!! “When the cares of my heart are many, Your consolations cheer my soul.” Words to describe completely how I am feeling!!! I LOVE YOU LORD!!!!!
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A Lap filled with A Promise
Today’s Reading: Isaiah 10:12-13:22
First I feel the need to apologize for my lack of a post yesterday and then I will explain to you that the reason there was no post is because I was so busy playing with our new dog Skippy! 
He is a five year old miniature Dauschund (dox-in) that we adopted from the Kokomo Humane Society.
This process has been so special for me because I couldn’t help but bask in the similarities and think of how God adopted us as sons and daughters. (Romans 8:15, 23, Galatians 4:5 & Ephesians 1:5 Hallelujah!) How we started out in a kennel-like place where we were given food and water and a little bit of love but mostly it was simply a holding place. But then God walked through the door and everything changed.
HE chose US, He came and looked us over with a commanding gaze that melted us in His presence, pointing out our skinny little frames and dark complexions only to have Him respond “I choose YOU!”
The first time the kids and I went to visit Skippy at the shelter we knew that he was ours, but we couldn’t take him home right away, we still had to talk to Daddy about getting a dog. Three days later I was on my way back to the shelter, solo this time, to go pick up the dog… but I still didn’t get to bring him home with me. The shelter’s policy is to fix the animals after they have been adopted, and then have the adoptive parent pick up the animal from the vet’s office. So, while I had paid for Skippy on Friday I had to wait three whole days before I could pick him up! Sound familiar? On Good Friday Jesus paid for our sins and claimed us as His own, but it wasn’t until three days later when He rose from the dead that we were fixed and He was able to pick us up and take us home with Him. J Skippy is skinny as a rail, maybe because his previous owners were not able to cater to his somewhat picky tastes. But we have no problem spoiling and fattening this little dog up! He’s been through enough at this point he deserves a bit of time in the lap of luxury. And that’s where I keep getting quivery with the Spirit.
You see I have wanted a dog, any dog, for a very long time. And about a year ago I thought I had found the dog I was supposed to have. But he wasn’t the dog that God had picked out for me, Skippy was. And when I had come to the point of praying about last year’s dog and saying “If this dog is not my Isaac dog I don’t want him Lord” God told me that He had a dog for me. And while I can’t remember exactly how the conversation went, dogs quickly became a very big sign to me, like a rainbow reminding me of God’s promises to me every time I saw a dog it was special to me. They reminded me that God loves me and that He will hold true on His promises to me, no matter how impossible they might seem to me at the time. As I sat here in our recliner yesterday with my dog in my lap rather than my computer, watching a recorded sermon on TV rather than writing the blog a realization hit me. A fulfilled promise was sitting right there in my lap! In that moment I had a lap filled with a promise, laying there as contented as could be. He was so happy to have a house filled with people who absolutely adore him and was laying in his Master’s lap resting in peace because he was finally home.
It was such a beautiful moment when I realized how much of a picture of grace the two of us were sitting there together. Because of Christ’s sacrifice on the cross we have been paid for, we have been justified, we have been redeemed, we have been adopted and are now members of the family of God where we live in a house filled with people who absolutely adore us and we can lay in the Master’s lap and rest in peace because we are home! No, we’re not in our heavenly home yet, however to be absent from the body is to be present with the Lord! We are with Him in prayer, we are with Him in praise, and we are with Him in conversation throughout the day! And all we have to do is close our eyes, breathe His Holy Spirit in deeply and we’re there. Home. In the Master’s lap, curled up and resting peacefully because He is our home.
I’ve gotta throw in some fun pictures too, because I can’t leave you with the impression that Skippy is serious all the time. 😉
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Hand-picked
Today’s Reading: Isaiah 7:1-10:11
I had a rough morning this morning but God was with me through it all where at one point I was searching for a document on my computer and found this while I was searching; a letter from God to me from about a year ago. I thought it was just too wonderful not to share it with you tonight.
“I started teaching the class. They were unruly and under-disciplined, but I loved them with all my heart, they were mine, I had purchased them with my blood, adopted them so to speak. Adoption is an expensive process but it’s worth every second. Because in the end, they’re yours forever! They’ve always been yours, but now it’s legal. A contract has been signed in blood for each believer in their name, a covenant that is everlasting and eternal, binding and permanent. They are mine because I chose them. Hand-picked to be mine for all eternity, my babies. I can’t express in words you’ll understand, how much I love them. They mean everything to me. EVERYTHING! And I would do anything for them if they’d only ask and believe. Believe in My goodness. I love them Tamar, even you doubt my goodness. Why? Have I not shown you how much I care for you? Yet you still doubt that I would be willing to shower you with abundance beyond your wildest dreams. Why? Don’t you remember who I am and what I’m capable of? Red Sea ringing a bell? Raised from the dead…anything? Honey, trust me with your money, it’s safe in My hands. Besides it’s mine to begin with. Just think of the harvest you’ll reap from all this seed!”
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You are a miracle!
Today’s reading: Isaiah 3:1-6:13
If you are a mother you know what it’s like to hold your newborn infant in your arms and just stare at them in wonder and awe of the miracle you are holding.
My friend, whether you are a mother or just have a mother, you need to realize today that you were and still are a miracle! Yup. That’s right, You.
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Lord, I Thank You…
Today’s Reading: Isaiah 1:1-2:22
for my impossible situations. I thank You for these opportunities to trust You wholly and completely in these areas of my life. I know that You are the God of the impossible and that You can redeem me from this circumstance, BUT before You do I want to take the time to thank You for allowing this impossibility in my life so that I may experience just how awesome You really are; so that I may see just how good You are. I thank You for this dark situation in my life so that I may shine Your pure light through this circumstance to others who may not know You. Thank You for using me in such a miraculous way that I may be the receiver of Your miracles! I am the recipient of Your miracles! Hallelujah! Lord, I thank You that blessed are those that mourn because they will be comforted. Lord I thank You in this weeping, I thank You for the sadness, because of it I am being comforted with Your very hand! Lord Jesus thank You for Your sacrifice and wisdom and sharing them with us!
Lord, I thank You for the captivity, it is because of my captivity that I will experience Your freeing grace. Lord, I thank You for the boundaries in my life, it is because of those boundaries that I will be able to see You exceed them! Lord, I thank You for turning the impossible into possible, the improbable into probable, the unlikely into likely. Thank You for changing me from a sinner into a saint. Thank You for turning death into a resurrection, for resurrecting me, for resurrecting the possibilities in my life. Thank You for helping me face my fears and through facing them conquering them together with You. God I thank You for this circumstance where I have been forced to face my fear. Thank You for helping me get through this to VICTORY in Jesus. I thank You Lord that You are with me and have been with me through it all. You have done it all, You have been and will be my shield and rampart my ever-present help in times of trouble and although I sit in darkness You are my Light; no purer light could I ask for than Yours. You are my Beloved and I am YOURS!
Lord, I thank You that I am forgiven once and for all! I PRAISE You that Your redeeming grace is so much greater and more powerful than all my sins ever could be! You are greater You are more powerful than anything and everything that I could ever face in a day. You are the beginning and the end. You are. You are. You are!!! And because You are, I AM! Because I am Yours and am in You I am redeemed, I am forgiven, I am loved, I am covered and will never be ashamed again all because of You! You have done it all and more, You have paid it all and more. You! Oh Yaweh, I love You! I love You because you first loved me. I know what love is because of You. You, my wonderful, marvelous savior my Beloved THANK YOU for choosing me to be Your BRIDE!!!! You chose me! Thank You Jesus! Lord, I thank You that the only condition to Your love is that we make the choice to hold out our hands and RECEIVE IT! Lord please help me to RECEIVE Your love today!
Lord, help me to keep my hands open trusting to receive Your goodness and nothing else. I lift my eyes to the hills, where does my help come from? My help comes from the Lord, the maker of heaven and earth! You are all I want, You are all I ever needed, help me to know that You are near! Hold me close to You, let me feel Your presence because Your presence is like heaven to me; it is like wine to my body. Make me drunk on Your Spirit alone. Come. Fill me with Your FIRE so that I can be more like You! Open me Lord so that I may be filled. Open my eyes so that I may see You working in my life and in the lives of others around me. Father open my ears so that I may hear Your sweet whisper as Your voice flows through my heart singing over me with the Song of Salvation. Lord, I pray that You would enlighten the eyes of my heart! Open my heart to receive Your outpouring of love for me. Lord, open my mouth wide so that You may feed me Your food from heaven. Open me wide to receive Papa! Open me wide to receive the goodness You have in store for me. Help me to let go of my worry and give it to You so that my hands may be empty and able to receive. Help me to drop the insignificant shells of the things I’ve been holding onto, so that I may lay hold of You my true treasure, my delight and hope are in You and Your goodness and light. You are neither insignificant nor a shell. You are everything. You are MY everything. Lord Your perfect love casts out fear, please take my fears and fling them from me as far as the east is from the west! I cast my cares upon You because You care about me and therefore You care about the things I care about, especially the things that bother me and make me afraid. Lord I thank You and I praise You for helping me turn my eyes towards You and reminding me that all the things of this earth grow so strangely dim in the light of Your glory and grace! When we look to You everything else, our worries, our fears, our doubts they all fade into the background and become so small and insignificant when compared to You and Your greatness! God I praise You for Your greatness and the way my problems are dwarfed into complete extinction when compared with You and Your power, ability and willingness to lift me out of this miry muddy mess! Jesus thank You for sharing Your love and Your life with me. Me of all people – the least of all people – me. You chose me to be Your FRIEND! I don’t know what about little old me would make you want me? But You do! And I praise You for wanting me! And oh how You want me!
LORD, I Thank You!!!!!
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