It falls like rain…

IMG_1341Gratitude and humility are overwhelming me. Pouring down upon me much like the incessant rain that is falling outside my window.

I know that long before this earth existed I was on God’s mind. I was and remain an object of His focus. In Him and through Him, all the broken pieces of my life have been made whole and holy. I bow my head in humility for I know that I deserve none of it. While He has never taken His focus from me, my eyes have not held the same gaze. Yet, still, grace and mercy flow…

I know that I have been placed here and now, much like Esther, for such a time as this. I have been given opportunities to live the life of faith that I profess. In Him and through Him I am equipped for the task. He supplies all my needs, all my strength to accomplish the task He has set before me. I fall to my knees in humility knowing I deserve none of this. While He has had the task prepared, I have chosen my own endeavors. Yet, still, grace and mercy flow…

I know that I have been loved completely and sacrificially. Loved to such a depth that I cannot fathom where the beginning differs from the ending. I fall to my face in humility knowing I deserve none of this. While He loves me beyond my comprehension, I fail to love beyond my own irritation. Yet, still, grace and mercy flow…

As the raindrop falls freely from the sky, so does this grace and mercy fall from Heaven.

I cannot stop it.

I don’t want to stop it.

Without it my existence would be unbearable.

With it my soul can breathe.

 

 

 

(this is a simple repost (with a few updates) of a blog written long ago)
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“That Place”

For I will satisfy the weary soul, and every languishing soul I will replenish.

Jeremiah 31:25 ESV

beach

The waves are crashing on the beach and their thunder echoes deep into this soul. This has always been for me a spot where I can catch my breath in a world full of hurried living.  Everyone has “that place” where the voice of God speaks in the softest of whispers and peace envelopes even the most unsettled parts.  The beach just so happens to be mine.

I don’t know why but when the sand meets the roaring waves and the sky falls away into deep waters – there my soul finds rest. This visit came at a time when much of me was spent.  The state of our hearts never goes unnoticed by the One who fashioned each one His hands.  He discerns the when’s and the why’s a soul becomes weary and languishing.

He knows.

He always knows.

Then, He provides.

He replenishes.

I have come far enough down this road of life to realize that seasons don’t just pertain to winter, spring, summer and fall. In the circle of life created by an omnipotent God, seasons are an integral part to all things living and breathing.  Seasons may define but should never confine a life and a soul.  As our God endlessly works – shaping and molding His creation – we must purpose in our hearts to allow change.  Better yet, to embrace it.

And for me, it is so much easier to do so at the beach.

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