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Wednesday, October 19, 2016

Waves of Rest

2 thoughts

"We should never attempt to bear
more than one kind of trouble at once.
Some people bear three kinds -
all they have had,
all they have now,
and all they expect to have."
— Edward Everett Hale

No matter the burden..
“Come to Me,
all who are weary and heavily burdened
[by religious rituals that provide no peace],
and I will give you rest
[refreshing your souls with salvation].
Take My yoke upon you and learn from Me
[following Me as My disciple],
for I am gentle and humble in heart,
and you will find rest
(renewal, blessed quiet)
for your souls.
For My yoke is easy
[to bear]
and My burden is light.”
No matter the weariness..
“Are you tired? Worn out? Burned out on religion?
Come to me.
Get away with me and you’ll recover your life.
I’ll show you how to take a real rest.
Walk with me and work with me — watch how I do it.
Learn the unforced rhythms of grace.
I won’t lay anything heavy or ill-fitting on you.
Keep company with me
and you’ll learn to live freely and lightly.”
No matter the weight of the load..
"Come to Me, all who are weary and burdened,
and I will give you rest.
Put My yoke upon your shoulders —
it might appear heavy at first,
but it is perfectly fitted to your curves.
Learn from Me, for I am gentle and humble of heart.
When you are yoked to Me,
your weary souls will find rest.
For My yoke is easy, and My burden is light."
the Lord
Wade out into the waters
of blessed quiet...
walk in unforced rhythms of grace..
and find ripples of respite
flowing into waves of rest
as far as your eyes can see.

Tuesday, August 9, 2016

Remembering the Promises

6 thoughts

You asked me around 9 am this morning if I remembered what I was doing 39 years ago at this time...and I couldn’t answer your question.

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I remember I had been awake for hours already and was getting ready to “go get married” later that afternoon but the details of that last unwed morning elude me.


Ah, dear husband, how sweet to grow old with you and be forgiven for memory lapses...but while my mind can’t hold on to every little thing...what’s important is stored in my heart forever.

"You cannot return to a time,
but you can return to a place where promises were made."

While standing before God as He blessed us with the words of that little preacher man, we promised to have and to hold, from that day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, as long as we both lived.


We have kept those promises...and more...these 39 years…

We have shared:
  • Perfect harmony and intense debates over our opinions
  • Joy at welcoming our 3 boys into our lives
  • Thankfulness for the daughters those boys chose
  • Amazement at how smart and hilarious our grandkids are
  • Laughter at the antics of your bothers
  • Grief when we couldn’t hear their voices anymore
  • Tears as we said goodbye to loved ones who left empty chairs around the table
  • Pain in our bodies and bewilderment in our minds as so called perfect plans failed 
and so much more...to fulfill those promises... 

We have seen each other sink into sand up to our knees and then climb up onto that Solid Rock...

I had to see you thrown into the lion’s den, and while it nearly broke your body, you came out stronger in spirit than ever...


So now there is a storm...with thunder rumbles and lightening bursts...and wind so strong our umbrellas turn inside out...

We can no longer rely on our own understanding for 
anything and everything


 3 things remain always:

in the One who knows us best
and knows what is best
to bring about His will for our lives

that things will turn out alright in the end
because what the Lord created on August 9, 1977
will always be in His hands
and we can trust that the next chapter in His story for us
will be so much more than we can ever imagine...

and especially
for Him
and you
and me
and us
and we
and forever and ever, amen!

And that's a promise!

Trust steadily in God,
hope unswervingly,
love extravagantly.
And the best of the three is love