Step Out in Faith

Poetry

Can I dedicate my life to You no matter what comes my way

Can I make You my life’s purpose

And hold my faith steady when I’m tempted to stray

Can I leave behind all my doubts

Never to look back on them again

Can I follow You and defend Your truth

To the very end?

Can I stop looking at other’s approval

And adjusting myself to gain that win

And instead look only to You

No matter the circumstances I find myself in

Can I trust in You to meet my needs

Before I see them being met

Can I trust Your plan and step out in faith

Without view of any safety nets?

I have a seed of faith

And oh how small it feels some days

But You say a seed is all I need

To move mountains as I pray

So here we go little seed

Show me the way

Matthew 17:20

He replied, “Because you have so little faith. Truly I tell you, if you have faith as small as a mustard seed, you can say to this mountain, ‘Move from here to there,’ and it will move. Nothing will be impossible for you.”

 

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Questions 

Poetry, Thoughts

I just found this poem/song from 2006 while going through old journals and I don’t think I’ve ever posted it. Lots and lots of questions in these old journals and it’s encouraging to see how many of those questions have since received answers or just gone away. It’s a lovely reminder that seasons are just that… seasons – they don’t last forever – they change. Harsh winters do turn into beautiful springs. Happy Sunday 💗

A pretty face – torn up heart

Missing pieces – falling apart

Looking for a seamstress

Holding the thread

Where do I begin?

So many blessings

But thoughts so confused

Wanting serenity

But it will only approach

Like the waves

Calm this sea

Make sense out of me

Put to rest my questions

Lay out Your path before me

I am at the brink of despair

With so many doubts of why I am here

Put an end to this wrestle

Please calm me, wash me

and my fears<<<<
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Struggle 

Poetry

There’s a little extra pain in my tears

A little more sorrow in my heart

The struggle is getting the best of me 

Each day I’m not sure how to start

One breath at a time

I slowly move forward and pray

That I’ll see something, hear a word

That sounds different than it did yesterday

When There Seems to be no way

Poetry

Shake off the dust

Get rid of the junk

Junk that’s been piling on for years

It’s weighed you down

Brought you down roads

That never were planned for you here

Your exit is now

Don’t miss the turn

This new road will be free and light

I’ve heard your prayers

It’s never too late

I’ll turn all this wrong into right

Isaiah 43:18-19

Remember ye not the former things, neither consider the things of old.  Behold, I will do a new thing; now it shall spring forth; shall ye not know it? I will even make a way in the wilderness, and rivers in the desert.

God

Poetry

May I never be so high That I fail to look up

May I never be so content

That I stop asking You to fill me up

May this world never answer

all of my questions

That I would stop bringing

all of my wondering to You

May my heart always long,

my hands ever reach,

my eyes always search

To experience You

Matthew 6:33

But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well.

Me or You?

Poetry

I long to follow 

my own dreams

Hoping my fairytales 

will come true

But I’m concerned 

That way of thinking

Is contrary 

to the truth of You

Culture says I can have it all

It says to follow my heart

Your Word says my heart is deceptive

To not trust in myself but in who You are
Jeremiah 17:9
The heart is deceitful above all things and beyond cure. Who can understand it?
Matthew 16:24-25

“Then Jesus said to his disciples, “Whoever wants to be my disciple must deny themselves and take up their cross and follow me. For whoever wants to save their lifef will lose it, but whoever loses their life for me will find it.”

Dry Bones

Poetry

Where’s the depth?

My spirit feels dry

I need some resuscitation

Bring me back to life

Ezekiel 37:4-6

4 Then he said to me, “Prophesy to these bones and say to them, ‘Dry bones, hear the word of the Lord! 5 This is what the Sovereign Lord says to these bones: I will make breath[a]enter you, and you will come to life. 6 I will attach tendons to you and make flesh come upon you and cover you with skin; I will put breath in you, and you will come to life. Then you will know that I am the Lord.’”

When Faith & Feelings Collide

Thoughts

Journal entry from years past…

The first 10 years of my growing relationship with Christ was spent learning and absorbing.  I absorbed everything there was to hear or read about the Bible.  I learned lessons, I was fed spiritually, I grew in my faith by seeing prayers answered and I came to trust in God’s love and grace.  It was the time when every sermon on the radio filled my heart and head with joy and peace and my sustenance each day was hearing from the Lord.  I was blessed.  I was blessed with an abundance of answered prayers.  I was blessed with marriage and children and church and friends.  Sin still caused disturbances from time to time but God’s grace always prevailed.  I was forgiven, I was cleansed and I was held in his arms.

The next season began to creep in.  This next season didn’t feel quite as pleasant.  I became aware of 2 distinct parts of my life.  The one and most important part of my life rested in this bubble above my head.  This bubble contained everything I had absorbed in the last 10 years.  It was filled with biblical truths and godly wisdom.  I’d reach in the bubble and grab ideas out to use when appropriate.  I’d reach in there to remember God’s grace when it was needed.  It was an awesome and useful bubble.  But down below, I walked the plain of life in another category.  I walked in my emotions.  I saw life’s circumstances through my emotions.  I acted on them and looked to them for truth and for guidance.  The two bubbles, I thought, had always been aligned pretty well, co-existing in harmony until some differences began to appear.

My emotions began to lead me one direction while my Christian knowledge was leading me in another.  How could this be?  Can I no longer trust my instinct or emotion?  “Serve your neighbor” but “I don’t like my neighbor”.  “Be patient with your husband” but “he’s wrong!” and the list goes on…and on….and on.  My growing awareness of these two spheres of influence brought forth the question “which one do I now follow?”  Will I surrender all and follow Him no matter where He leads even if it is against my own desires?  Will I allow my faith to become victorious over my feelings?

Dear Lord,

You are Lord of the heavens and the earth and over this heart and life of mine.  I pray that You would wash away the parts of me that still fight You and oppose your leading.  I pray I would be surrendered completely to your guidance and your will.  Thank You for never giving up on me and always loving me passionately.  Thank You for making me your child, forgiven and free.  Thank You for having a plan for my life and the means to carry it out.  Thank you that your plan is so much better than mine.  Strengthen me to choose You every day.  Amen    

Give Him Praise

Poetry

The good news is things have been going pretty well lately.  There’s no chaos, drama or pain.  The bad news is I do most of my writing during difficult seasons.  😉  Soooo, I’m going to re-post a few oldies while I re-kindle my inspiration.  🙂

Should there be any comfort in Christ

By His blood, should we be saved.

Should His arms ever hold us tight,

Then let us give Him praise.

 

Should our failures ever meet His grace

Should our tears be wiped away

Should our hope be restored again

Then let us give Him praise.

 

Should our lives reflect His name

Should we be rescued from our shame

Should He speak to our hearts each day,

Then Let us give Him praise.

Silence

Poetry

Since I love to talk about all the good things You do

I should be open and honest about the harder times too

 

Like when You seem nowhere to be found

When Your face is hidden and I don’t hear a sound

 

I search for inspiration, a heavenly word

But nothing comes, not one word is heard

 

In silence I wait for You to reveal my next move

For it’s here I’m prepared to get a message from You.

 

1 Kings 19:12

And after the earthquake there was a fire, but the LORD was not in the fire. And after the fire there was the sound of a gentle whisper.”

Confession

Poetry

And then I saw my anger

It was hiding underneath

Mad at injustices, mistreatments

Mad at anything causing grief

Blaming others 

for things I myself do

Really not wanting 

to see the whole truth
Could it be I am guilty too

Of missteps and selfishness

That I’ve deceived myself

By my own self righteousness
Yes it’s been made clear

So I must now confess

I have played a major role

In contributing to my own mess

1 John 1:9

“But if we confess our sins to Him, He is faithful and just to forgive us and to cleanse us from every wrong.”

Get Higher

Thoughts

Several years ago I had a dream.  In my dream, I was kind of hopping through the treetops and I could see everything going on down below from a higher vantage point.  What I saw below was like an obstacle course.  It was very very busy and noisy.  There were swinging ropes and tunnels and mazes.  It was nighttime but bright neon lights were everywhere.  It looked exciting and fun but also potentially dangerous.  And as I was looking at it all, I wondered how I would ever know which course to take.    

Some dreams, and I have a ton, just stick with me and that has been one of them.  And often times I can see the parallels between my life and that dream.  It is so full of activity and choices.  It is full of possibilities, both good and bad.  But when I am walking the ground down below and all I can see is the obstacle right in front of me, I lose sight of the bigger picture and have trouble deciding which way to go.  So maybe that is when I go to the treetops.  Get up higher to see the bigger picture.  Get to a place where the noises are quieter, the lights are softer and the perspective is bigger and clearer.

So how do I get to the treetops?

Mark 1:35

“And in the morning, rising up a great while before day, he went out, and departed into a solitary place, and there prayed.”

Psalms 91:1

“He that dwelleth in the secret place of the most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty.”

Isaiah 55: 9

“For as the heavens are higher than the earth, So are My ways higher than your ways And My thoughts than your thoughts.…”

Isaiah 30:21

“Whether you turn to the right or to the left, your ears will hear a voice behind you, saying, “This is the way; walk in it.”