....no matter our place in life; married, separated, divorced, struggling, single, widowed, young, old....we have the great privilege of knowing Jesus, being filled and led by His spirit, and being loved deeply by the Father in heaven.
Hurts come in all sizes, shapes, forms, sounds, smells and tastes. Every person has them. But, goodness, God is aware of every one of those hurts in His children's lives. His eyes are always upon us; His ears always attentive to our prayers - even when to us it seems He is deaf. He is NOT.
Never will be.
Joys come in all shapes and sizes, as well. And from every direction. We can find them if we but look, search, and desire. If your heart truly longs to find joy in all God has for you, then you will discover it in a breeze across your face - sensing His touch on your life; in the sound of waves crashing on a sandy shore - realizing His awesome power in all things; in the lightning and thunder that crash after midnight - seeing His constant work in patterns over and over again in nature and in loving us through struggles - always following through with grace, just like the thunder follows the flash; in the taste of delicious foods- seeing that every good and perfect gift is from Him, even a wonderful cheesecake; in a table filled with you family all about it - where He has made you rich beyond measure. In each of these places, and many more, God sends tidbits of joy to relieve the pains of every day hassles. They are reminders of deeper things. Eternal things.
His delight in us is powerful - He does truly love us with desperation - and yearns for us to know Him and love Him the same way.
Sitting before the Father in prayer is precious time spent. There, you will sense His great love, His guidance, His quiet voice whispering to your heart......the most tender Lover with Whom your soul will ever be intimate.
Father, thank you for inviting me in to your presence in prayer; for holding me gently through each word I lay in your lap, for catching my tears when I weep, and for hiding me in Your shadowed protection.
You are so merciful, so unfailing in Your love. Thank you.
I love you, Father. Daddy. Abbagod.
Gayle
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