Delighting in the Lord

Delighting in the Lord

Good Morning Everyone~

I hope as you read this you are having a wonderful day. I woke up this morning to a blanket of stars and a sliver of moon. However, that quickly gave way to the beautiful sunshine and cool, crisp air.  Everyone who knows me is well aware of the fact that I love this time of year.  What a day to delight in the Lord.

My heart is over flowing this morning for no other reason than I’m alive and Jesus loves me. I could shout from the rooftops. Have you ever had those moments…where you could just run down the street, yelling out….Jesus is coming! Jesus will be here soon. I’m having one of those moments and it feels divine!!

Whom having not seen, ye love;

in whom, though now ye see him not, yet believing,

ye rejoice with joy unspeakable and full of glory:

1 Peter 1:8

Joy Unspeakable!!  Amen!!!

I have found the joy no tongue can tell,
How its waves of glory roll;
It is like a great o’erflowing well,
Springing up within my soul.

I’m ready!  Today, I am ready to see Jesus. I wanna see those clouds part…I wanna meet him in the sky. Whew! I feel like shoutin’.  If I could only bottle this up…

My prayer is that you delight yourself in the Lord. Let Him have His way with you today. Surrender and find that ‘joy unspeakable and full of glory:’

God Bless~


Still serving…

Where do I go? To find myself. To lose myself. To surrender. To find strength for the battle. Where else can I go but to The Lord?

My ways are not enough. They lack in every area. I am precisely imperfect. My abilities will fail…they will falter and crumble. I am weak and afraid. I can not rely on my courage. I am but a handful of dust so easily scattered and lost on the winds of change.

However, yes, however, my Savior is my strength. He is my compass, my defender. My champion. He searches for me and keeps me in his care. He lifts me high above the danger and carries my feeble frame.

I surrender to His might. I surrender to His very name at which even the powers of darkness run from the slightest utterance. Jesus.

I will serve Him night and day for all the days of my life. I will sing His praises and tell of His mercies.

My Lord, my God may your voice be ever present in my soul, guiding me and leading me on my way home to you.

A Prayer Tonight

Heavenly Father,

Take this mess I have created and make it perfect with your cleansing blood.  Make my life a reflection of your love, your grace and your forgiveness.  I am so weak and can do nothing on my own.  Yet, I know I can do all things through you.  And all I want to do is surrender and get out of the way so that you can use me in any manner you will.

Make me bold or a quiet testament.  Give me strength or let your Glory shine through my weakness.  What does it matter how I appear if your spirit does not shine from within to overshadow this carnal being?  Transform me.  Let others see…write you will upon my heart and your word upon my tongue that I may never answer on my behalf…but, only on yours.

I am but a filthy rag…at your feet.  Please forgive me….deliver me.

In Jesus’ most precious name.


What Needless Pain We Bear!

I’ve just turned the heat up and am getting settled in for a relaxing evening of watching television, of which I normally despise.  It has been a cold, rainy day today.  The kind of day where you expect the rain to turn to snow at any given moment.  I feel blessed to be able to kick back and take it easy.  There are no pressing issues that need dealt with this minute.  However, my mind is heavy this evening.

For as the sufferings of Christ abound in us, so our consolation also aboundeth by Christ. 

2 Corinthians 1:5

 A friend of mine is going through an extremely difficult situation.  She is watching her mom slowly fade from this existence.  I can not begin to imagine the despair I would feel if my mom were not in this world.  Oh, I know she would be in a better place and I would find unspeakable peace in Jesus.  Still, a world without your mom would be so lonesome.  My heart is heavy at just the thought of losing my mom.  I can’t imagine what my friend is feeling.

She knows what is about to happen.  She and her sister have done everthing they can to make their mother’s final, precious moments as comfortable as possible.  Oh what tremendous sadness…oh what tremendous joy.  Holding your mother’s hand as she passes from this life to her eternal rest on high.

 For I reckon that the sufferings of this present time

are not worthy to be compared with the glory which shall be revealed in us. 

Romans 8:18

Her mom has spent 90 some years on this earth.  She is due her rest.  But, saying goodbye is never easy.  Especially when it feels so permanent.  Those who have Jesus know that they will see their loved ones again.  Even so, death is a slice of life that we all must be given and there is no easy way to let go of the people we love.  It is in our best interest to remind ourselves and those around us who are grieving that when we do let go…Jesus steps in and carries our loved one home…

What a friend we have in Jesus, all our sins and griefs to bear!

What a privilege to carry everything to God in prayer!

O what peace we often forfeit,O what needless pain we bear,

all because we do not carry everything to God in prayer.

 Have we trials and temptations? Is there trouble anywhere?

We should never be discouraged; take it to the Lord in prayer.

Can we find a friend so faithful who will all our sorrows share?

Jesus knows our every weakness; take it to the Lord in prayer.

Are we weak and heavy laden, cumbered with a load of care?

Precious Savior, still our refuge; take it to the Lord in prayer.

Do thy friends despise, forsake thee? Take it to the Lord in prayer!

In his arms he’ll take and shield thee; thou wilt find a solace there.

Text: Joseph M. Scriven, 1820-1886

Music: Charles C.  Converse, 1832-1918


This was on my mind today and I wanted to share it with everyone.  It is one of my favorite Psalms.  How amazing it is to come to the understanding that our God knows every detail about us.  He hand crafted us and made us perfect.  It is hard to wrap my mind around such knowledge!!

I disapprove of myself a lot about being overweight, having a perfectly round face, not being as tall as I would like to be and having poker straight hair!!  Actually, that list could be miles longer.  However, I know that I need to start praising Jesus for all those things instead of complaining.  How can I possibly tell God that I don’t like his design plan?  Umm….not gonna do it!  I am a one-of-a-kind constructed by God himself!  We all are!  How could I possibly complain?  I need to surrender to my Father and let him banish those ugly, worldly scrutinies.
I pray that He will search me and fill me with so much love that there is no room for anything negative.  That is one reason I love this Psalm.  Whether you have read it a thousand times or this is the first time…it will uplift you.
Have a blessed day!  Remember, when you are feeling negative about yourself…you are a child of God.  Perfectly and purposefully created!!  That should make you feel unstoppable!!  So, go let your light shine…there is not another like it in all the world…

Psalm 139

O lord, thou hast searched me, and known me.
Thou knowest my downsitting and mine uprising, thou understandest my thought afar off. Thou compassest my path and my lying down, and art acquainted with all my ways. For there is not a word in my tongue, but, lo, O Lord, thou knowest it altogether. Thou hast beset me behind and before, and laid thine hand upon me. Such knowledge is too wonderful for me; it is high, I cannot attain unto it. Whither shall I go from thy spirit? or whither shall I flee from thy presence? If I ascend up into heaven, thou art there: if I make my bed in hell, behold, thou art there. If I take the wings of the morning, and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea; Even there shall thy hand lead me, and thy right hand shall hold me. If I say, Surely the darkness shall cover me; even the night shall be light about me. Yea, the darkness hideth not from thee; but the night shineth as the day: the darkness and the light are both alike to thee. For thou hast possessed my reins: thou hast covered me in my mother’s womb. I will praise thee; for I am fearfully and wonderfully made: marvellous are thy works; and that my soul knoweth right well. My substance was not hid from thee, when I was made in secret, and curiously wrought in the lowest parts of the earth. Thine eyes did see my substance, yet being unperfect; and in thy book all my members were written, which in continuance were fashioned, when as yet there was none of them. How precious also are thy thoughts unto me, O God! how great is the sum of them!  If I should count them, they are more in number than the sand: when I awake, I am still with thee. Surely thou wilt slay the wicked, O God: depart from me therefore, ye bloody men. For they speak against thee wickedly, and thine enemies take thy name in vain.
 Do not I hate them, O Lord, that hate thee? and am not I grieved with those that rise up against thee? I hate them with perfect hatred: I count them mine enemies. Search me, O God, and know my heart: try me, and know my thoughts:  And see if there be any wicked way in me, and lead me in the way everlasting.

It’s been a valley kinda day…

I can’t believe that we are in November already.  Where has this year gone?!  I actually scraped frost from the windshield this morning.  Burrr… It feels like yesterday I was breaking out my summer clothes.  Now, I’m putting them away.  I guess summer has to end at some point!

I was gonna share with you a special story.  However, my mind keeps going over the events of the day.  Sometimes the day leaves you feeling like you’ve accomplished all that you could and some days, like today, leaves you feeling helpless, empty and defeated.

I spoke with a young lady who has suffered extreme abuse from her step-father.  Her life will never be the same.  He robbed her of her childhood and left a painful, emotional scar in its place.  A scar that I know can heal with divine intervention.  But, she’s not there yet.

So…I pray.

I can’t begin to imagine what goes through a grown mans mind as he plans such a horrendous act.  How can someone hurt a little child?  Such calculated evil.  Then I think, perhaps someone hurt him when he was just a boy.  That certainly explains it but that does not excuse it!  My heart breaks for them both.

So…I pray.

My prayer is such that I can not form words.  I simply cry out to Jesus.   I know that he can understand all the emotions and feelings that rage through me.  He feels my sadness, my weariness and my anger towards this entire situation and yet, He loves me and gives me peace.

for it is written, Vengeance is mine; I will repay, saith the Lord.  Romans 12:19

These things I have spoken unto you, that in me ye might have peace. In the world ye shall have tribulation: but be of good cheer; I have overcome the world.   John 16.33

So…I give thanks.  Thank you Jesus for loving me and holding me when I need it most.  My day slowly comes to a close.  I’ll face this giant again tomorrow.  But, I’ll be renewed in my mind, body and spirit.  I’ll be quiet and let the Holy Spirit have a chance to work through me.  I’ll surrender and pray that, as always, Gods will be done.

Until next time…keep me in your prayers.