Friday, May 25, 2012

will you sit "wit" me

Latley my precious boy has been asking me do stuff with him.  Most of the day I will hear him say "Momma, will you play 'wit' me?", "Momma, will you read this book 'wit' me?", and so on and so on with each of his 2, almost 3 year old, activities.

My heart delights in those words and I feel loved, and beloved.

I learned very soon after he was born that I will learn much about my heavenly father's love for me through being a mom, and I am very grateful that we are refered to as sons and daughters many times.  I am so proud and humbled to be HIS daughter. 

So yesterday when Abram asked me to play trains "wit" him, I thought about God the father and how he is always drawing near to us.  He invites us to be with him, to cry with him, to love with him, and to just be still (and know) with him.


Children of God, sing your song and rejoice
For the love that He has given us all
Children of God, by the blood of His Son
We have been redeemed and we can be called Children of God

 Father God, thank you for your great love for me, thank you for calling me your daughter, and thank you for desiring time with me.  Help me to accept your love, walk in it, allow it to change me, and respond to you with my time, my heart, and my love.      

Monday, May 21, 2012

An O3 with Paul

An O3 with Paul

Monday morning exhaustion sets in and the enemy attempts to distract overwhelm and deter me from the mission of my heart.  So, I turn to the scripture to fill, lift and refocus my “case of the Mondays”.   

Paul tells Timothy the why…Why do we instruct and serve?  Why do we fight the good fight?  The goal is to offer something that is supernatural.  That is above ourselves, that is more than anything we have to offer, but we have, because HE gave.  HE offers each of us love uncontaminated by sin, pain, and judgment, authentic love that promotes our faith that draws attention to our Savior and shines bright high above the world that deceives, distorts and confuses. 

Paul tells Timothy to pray…Lift up our hands signaling surrender, surrendering those we love, those who hurt, those who wait, and those who search, to HIM.  For lives to be redeemed, changed, and made new.
IN MY LIFE Be lifted high
IN OUR WORLD  Be lifted high
IN OUR LOVE Be lifted high