Are your hands cupped, open wide towards the heavens to receive more of Him today? Or perhaps like me, are they firmly cradled under pits, arms crossed, toes dug in deep earth, with no room to give, to receive, to be vulnerably blessed?
Your home. Is it white with open spaces of canvas for Him to dance His fingertips across with blessings and mercy? Allow Him to paint the beauty of His grace to echo about, singing of His faithfulness.
Through clenched teeth and constant reminders of imperfection within and without, I know I can never measure up to the numero uno critic in my life; me.
So I ask. I come to Him in the morning… asking for an awakening in my inward parts. Lord, make me to hear thy joy and gladness in the morning.
He answers back. He makes me to lie down in green pastures, He leads me beside quiet waters, He refreshes my soul.
The world aches, yearns, leans in close for a glimpse of hope-filled eyes smiling back at them. Will you be those eyes of answered prayer?
When eyes have lost the wonder, the sparkle, and the light has been dimmed to the point of hollow blackness, they continue to look for that last piece of Light in the dark. Even if it is one tiny firefly, flickering with fervancy.
The shadow of the evil one’s lies in the valleys of life give birth to a new day. His mercies, that are new every morning, get quickly stomped upon, like a young child dancing on reflected asphalt.
But His Truth shines brighter. Will you and I be the one to carry His torch of truth throughout the darkest of valleys? His Love will saturate the heart and make the doubts flee. The inertia of life can leave us in a choke-hold. A garment of shame can leave us powerless to be vulnerable again, and paraplegic to change.
Will you give it over to Him? That fear? That lack of obedience? Whatever it is? Lay the rich-sod down upon a thirsty ground. There is a stained-glass horizon of hope for you… just waiting. Take a friend’s hand along the way…
11 But let all who take refuge in you be glad;
let them ever sing for joy.
Spread your protection over them,
that those who love your name may rejoice in you.
12 Surely, LORD, you bless the righteous;
you surround them with your favor as with a shield.