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Morning Sky

Morning sky awakes

Gray, then red, orange, and white

Time for joyful praise!

Psalm 108:1 – 5 NASB

My heart is steadfast, O God;
I will sing, I will sing praises, even with my soul. Awake, harp and lyre;
I will awaken the dawn! I will give thanks to You, O Lord, among the peoples; and I will sing praises to You among the nations. For Your lovingkindness is great above the heavens, and Your truth reaches to the skies. Be exalted, O God, above the heavens, and Your glory above all the earth.

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Summer Morning Praise

Birds announce the dawn

Sunlight streaming through the trees

Summer morning praise

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Transitions: Beauty for Ashes

There are times when I go to my secret place

To worship and seek God’s face

I find myself inspired by the beauty of His grace.

As I create the images He reveals, i often wonder how

These not so talented hands can respond with ease

To produce images such as these.

He quietly reminds me He makes all things beautiful in His time.

Eccleciastes 3:11

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An Invitation to the Garden of Hope

Can you see our Savior

Kneeling in the garden

Lifting up His face

Painting a picture of hope and grace?

Praying to our Father to welcome us in

To the place where He calls us friends

To the place where love never ends.

Draw near to the garden

Listen to the prayer

Feel the love waiting there.

His arms are open wide

His hands extending

The invitation never ending,

“Come, draw near

Do not fear.

Love awaits you here.

Find your hope in Me.

In my garden you are free.

To love and be loved.

John 17

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The Parables of Our Lives: Praise Like the Trees

Have you ever wondered why trees grow tall?

Why they stand firm in spring, summer, winter, and fall?

They wave when the wind blows

They twinkle when it snows.

Trees cast cooling shadows in the summer heat.

They sprout leaves, bear fruit, shed leaves, and repeat.

In all that they do and all they provide

Trees are the quiet teachers of our lives.

They teach us to endure hard times and extend a helping hand

To set deep roots and care for our land.

They constantly remind us to spread beauty everywhere

To dance and wave with thankful praise even when in dispair.

Trees are gentle counselors who whisper in our ear

That hope is always near.

1 Chronicles 16:33
Then the trees of the forest will sing for joy before the Lord; For He is coming to judge the earth.

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The Parables of Our Lives: The parable of the fallen trees

I have been on an adventure for the last several months challenging myself to see things from God’s perspective.

In John chapter 5 Jesus said that He didn’t just do things because He felt like it. He looked where the Father was working and that is where He went to work. Jesus looked at individuals and situations to see what God was doing and then He did what the Father was doing. Jesus paid attention to things in nature and other circumstances to teach lessons.

After reading verses 19 – 21 I wondered how often Father God shows us things that we miss. What is the Lord trying to tell us through nature and other circumstances? Are we missing out on things because we are so busy with life?

For the next few posts, I will be sharing a few parables about different things I’ve seen in my everyday adventures. This first one comes from a recent rainy season in East Texas.

The rain continued to fall as if the sky was weeping with great sorrow and grief. Today was the third day of relentless wind and rain. Residents in Ridgeview City only ventured out to replenish staples at the local market or to dredge through rainy fog on their commute to and from work and school.

Sarya had just picked up her three children from their after school activities and was concentrating on seeing the road. Her children, Eli, Taylia, and Treena, sat quietly in the backseat playing on their mobile devices. Sarya was thankful the children’s devices were fully charged otherwise they would be making noise, contributing to her anxiety driving through the thick fog and rain.

It wasn’t dark yet, but the fog covered the dim sunlight wrestling with the low dark clouds. Occasionally gusts of wind would gently rock their SUV as fog slowly rose from the saturated ground.

“Mom, are we going somewhere? We are usually home by now,” Treena called out from the backseat.

“No, honey, it’s very foggy and Mommy is trying to be safe. It’s hard to see the road.”

“Okay,” Treena said as she settled back in her seat and continued to play her game.

Sarya inhaled a deep breath, released

a sigh of relief, and silently said a prayer of thanks as she rolled through the green light at the last intersection before Magnolia Lane. They were only a few blocks from home once they made the right turn on to Magnolia. Just as she approached the Magnolia Lane Church, there was a soft moan followed by a loud rip.

Sarya frowned and looked in the rear view mirror to see if the sound came from the backseat. As she looked ahead to face the road again, she was greeted by what appeared to be a giant octopus in her peripheral vision. She gasped and stepped on her brake pedal.

“Mommy, look!” exclaimed Eli and Taylia in unison.

“The trees at the church!” squealed Treena.

“I can see,” Sarya tried to sound calm as she looked to see if the trees had fallen on the road. To her relief, the two oak trees that stood in front of one of the oldest churches in Ridgeview City had split in two different directions. Sarya and her children silently peered out the window as she slowly passed the fallen trees. They could see the long interwoven roots of the unearthed trees that were now laying facing opposite directions.

After tucking her children to bed, Sarya sat down for a long awaited cup of tea and quiet time. 8:30 was her special time for relaxing before shutting down the house. She either read a book or sketched to unwind from her busy day. Tonight she picked up her sketch book and began capturing the image of the fallen trees at Magnolia Lane Church.

Fallen Trees

As the image began to form on the page, she wondered why the trees had fallen after decades of providing shade and picturesque panoramic views for the members at the church. She immediately thought of the parable of the fig tree in Mark 13:28 “Now learn a parable of the fig tree, When her branch is yet tender and puts forth leaves, you know that summer is near.” She wondered what “sign” could be learned from the fallen trees. Why had the trees in front of the church fallen, but none of the many others lining the streets in her neighborhood?

As she sketched and meditated, she began to hear

“The exposed roots in front of the church is a symbol of the root of division in your city. The trees fell facing north and south. Your city is divided between north and south. Your churches are divided as well. It’s time to change things. There are not segregated sections in heaven. The church should not be segregated. Your city has a long history of segregation, of separating itself. It is time for that to change. It is time for your city to look like the Kingdom of God. When your churches unite, then your city will grow and be blessed. The separation has caused oppression and violence to linger. It’s time for a change. It is time to topple down the traditions and allow the Kingdom of God to truly reign in your city.”

Sarya put down her sketch and wrote the message in her journal.

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14 Days of Blessings: Day 7

Today I wish you resurrection.

The beauty of this season is the hope that the end of something is approaching and we have something new to look forward to. That is resurrection.

This year may have been extremely challenging for you, but we have this hope…He who began a good work in us is faithful to complete it at the coming of Jesus (Philippians 1:6).

Jesus has come. He brought goodness, mercy, love, and grace with Him. He raised our hopelessness from the dead. His birth was the beginning of a resurrected life for us.

He came to give us access to the One who is able to do more than we could ever ask or think. He is the creator of heaven and earth and nothing is impossible with Him. Let Him resurrect your hope, your joy, your peace, and your love. Today is a new day…a new beginning.

Rise Blessing

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14 Days of Blessings: Day 1

Christmas is coming! Christmas is coming! People in my town appear to be frantically shopping for the perfect gift while I am trying very hard not to ignore the season this year. 

I want more than streets lined with colored lights, beautifully decorated trees, and carefully wrapped packages. I want to see wounded hearts mended. I want to hear of lost sons and daughter returning home. And I want to see my family and friends become who they were destined to be. So I’ve decided to plant seeds of hope this year. 

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Destiny is Now

Step into your destiny
Reach for the hope of a brighter day.
LOVE is holding your hand.
He is gently guiding the way.

Stride toward the promise.
Yield to His invitation of rest.
LOVE is whispering your name.
He’s patiently waiting with His best.

Don’t be afraid to move.
LOVE has a plan just for you.
Your future of hope is now.
Step into your future and experience a life that’s new.

Light is shining on your path.
You don’t have to wait.
LOVE has opened His doors.
Your destiny can start today.

Come, descendants of Jacob, let us walk in the light of  the LORD.

Isaiah 2:5