When the soldiers had crucified Jesus, they took his garments and divided them into four parts, one part for each soldier; also his tunic. But the tunic was seamless, woven in one piece from top to bottom, so they said to one another, “Let us not tear it, but cast lots for it to see whose it shall be.” This was to fulfill the Scripture which says, “They divided my garments among them, and for my clothing they cast lots.” So the soldiers did these things, but standing by the cross of Jesus were his mother and his mother’s sister, Mary the wife of Clopas, and Mary Magdalene. John 19:23-24
Father, this Scripture tells me that prophecy is fulfilled…Psalm 22:18 – they divide my garments among them, and for my clothing they cast lots. Jesus’ coat was a seamless piece of woven cloth. It was not torn apart to be divided equally. The soldiers left it in one piece for just one of them to have. You have created me seamlessly, yet I live with pieces spread all over the place. I pray, Father, that You draw me back into Your arms when I am pulled away from the beautiful creation whom You wove together in one piece. I love You, Father, and thank You for the sacrifice of Your Son. He went to the Cross for me, stripped of everything so that I may be clothed with “white raiment.” I counsel you to buy from me gold refined by fire, so that you may be rich, and white garments so that you may clothe yourself and the shame of your nakedness may not be seen, and salve to anoint your eyes, so that you may see. Revelation 3:18 In the Powerful Name of Jesus. Amen.
This will be my first year to join the 31 Days Writing Challenge. I will be sharing quotes, words from poetry, moments in my life, and God’s Word as He weaves His world into being and weaves His Son, His Love, His everything in and through our lives. I hope you will join me and all the many others who will be a part of this fun challenge.
For I, the LORD your God,
hold your right hand;
it is I who say to you, “Fear not,
I am the one who helps you.” Isaiah 41:13
He helps me as He holds me.
Even there Your hand will lead me,
And Your right hand will lay hold of me. Psalm 139:10
He leads me as He holds me.
The LORD shall fight for you, and ye shall hold your peace. Exodus 14:14
He holds my peace and fights for me. Holding my peace…I do not have to fight as He is the One Who takes revenge and I stay still, allowing Him to hold me in the palm of His hand where there is a pond of peace all around me. I am safe. He holds me near in so many ways that I find this unfathomable. Yet it is true and the Truth. His hands wrap me up into His arms (if He has such). But I know that I am held near and loved and guided.
Oh, I praise You, Father, for Your omnipresence and love in my very life. It seems like I am such a small piece of Your creation yet I am a creation of Yours, making me near to You in all ways. Thank You for holding onto me and giving to me all that You are. I know that You provide everything in every way. I am grateful, Father. In Your Son’s Name, I pray. Amen.
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This is meant to be a free write, which means: no editing, no over-thinking, no worrying about perfect grammar or punctuation. Just write.
It is he who made the earth by his power,
who established the world by his wisdom,
and by his understanding stretched out the heavens.
When he utters his voice, there is a tumult of waters in the heavens,
and he makes the mist rise from the ends of the earth.
He makes lightning for the rain,
and he brings forth the wind from his storehouses. KJV
Our God…He is Mighty, Majesty, Power, and Strength. He is King. He is all that He is and can make what He wills come to fruition. His Son gave His all for us. May we humble ourselves to accept His offerings for our salvation.
Who is this King of glory? The LORD of hosts, He is the King of glory. Selah. Psalm 24:10
The LORD reigns, He is clothed with majesty; The LORD has clothed and girded Himself with strength; Indeed, the world is firmly established, it will not be moved. Psalm 93:1
“Also the Glory of Israel will not lie or change His mind; for He is not a man that He should change His mind.” 1 Samuel 15:29
“Out of the north comes golden splendor; Around God is awesome majesty.” Job 37:22
And He is the radiance of His glory and the exact representation of His nature, and upholds all things by the word of His power When He had made purification of sins, He sat down at the right hand of the Majesty on high, having become as much better than the angels, as He has inherited a more excellent name than they. Hebrews 1:3-4
Father, You are my all. When I stray from Your hand, please hold on and keep me near that I will remember the all that You have done for me. You provide, protect, and give my life purpose. Thank You for encircling me with Your love. May I be faithful and trustworthy to You, my Father. May I respect and revere and be awed by You in all ways. And may I be pleasing unto You. You are glorious, LORD…glorious and to You I give all the glory. In the Name of Your Son, I Pray. Amen.
#GiveMeGrace @ Lisa Epperson’s SeeSpeakHearMama
“I will make them strong in the Lord, and they shall walk in His Name,” declares the Lord. Zechariah 10:12
I believed; therefore I received Christ Jesus as my Lord and Savior. The time was … 1993, July 17th to be exact. A beautiful time in my life.
At that time, my roots were planted in the One Who can grow me into the flower He so desires. Since then, I walk with He Who walks with me.
He builds me up. He takes the time to continually build, edify, love me. (How can I so easily tear myself down without even knowing what I have done? He is growing my roots deeper into Him that I will deny self and quit breaking those roots away from Him.)
He establishes me in faith, in trust, in Him. (How can I mistrust, doubt, walk in fear when He is so near?)
I am instructed in much and one lesson taught again and again is to give gratitude, to overflowing, abounding. (How can I walk with Him and not be thankful for all He is and does for me? How can I be ungrateful? How?)
In Him, I have my time. Learning to walk slowly with the One to Whom I owe my all, to contemplate simply the lessons of His love for me, to receive His Words into my heart, in His time, in His will. He teaches me of the Father.
How can I not walk with Him in His time, in His Holy Place, in His peace, in His joy? I surely can. My time is in His hands, His time.
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Anita Hunt has posted ten of her recent Post Cards of Hope all on one page. They each bring a different aspect of hope to us. (She is sharing mine again for which I feel blessed.) If you have not been over there yet, I highly recommend a visit. Anita is in England and has Scattering the Stones website/blog.
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#GiveMeGrace @ Lisa Epperson’s SeeSpeakHearMama
Oh, That My People Would Listen to Me
To the choirmaster: according to The Gittith. Of Asaph.
For it is a statute for Israel,
On that day I will make Jerusalem a heavy stone for all the peoples; all who lift it shall grievously hurt themselves. And all the nations of the earth will come together against it. Zechariah 12:3
In the end, God prevails.
Thus says the Lord of hosts: behold, I will save my people from the east country and from the west country, and I will bring them to dwell in the midst of Jerusalem. And they shall be my people, and I will be their God, in faithfulness and in righteousness.” Zechariah 8:7-8
“Thus says the Lord of hosts: In those days ten men from the nations of every tongue shall take hold of the robe of a Jew, saying, ‘Let us go with you, for we have heard that God is with you.’” Zechariah 8:23
Oh Heavenly Father, may our hearts stay focused upon You. May we love, pray, help in ways we can the children of Israel. Please don’t allow us to be afraid and not stand up for them. May Israel listen and may their ears be ready to hear that the Messiah is here. Oh, what a glorious day when we are all with You, with Jesus. To shout for joy and sing a song aloud … All In His Wonderful Name, Amen.
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Renee @ “Eternity in our Hearts” has written a fine post about writing. Along with that she has honored me amongst several others by telling about us and linking our blogs to her post. She calls the post “There You Are!” – a blog hop – and Inspiration for Writers (free printable!).
She writes and introduces us with these beautiful words:
“I’d like to introduce you to comrades of the upside-down Kingdom. In their words, you sense that they write not for measurable outcomes but to make offerings. These “bent-knee” servants are using their words to make The Word known:…”
Photo: Pete O’Shea, “Writing Tools” - https://www.flickr.com/photos/peteoshea/5600161625/
The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit,
A broken and a contrite heart—
These, O God, You will not despise. Psalm 51:17 NKJV
My sacrifice, O God, is a broken spirit; a broken and contrite heart you, God, will not despise. NIV
The sacrifice you desire is a broken spirit.
You will not reject a broken and repentant heart, O God. NLT
The first daisy looks so disheveled. I, too, can look like that on the outside. Something felt broken for me. I did not always know just what, but God knows everything about me. He always wraps His arms around me and loves me despite my appearance. He always will when I ask. He loves me as I am.
Sometimes, I can look like this daisy on the outside yet feel like the first one on the inside. I am all torn up and falling apart because of sin. I don’t have answers to my questions and I don’t sit with the LORD long enough to hear His answers. I am all jumbled up yet look perfectly all together (well, sort of) from the outside. God knows this too!
Coming to Him with a contrite spirit, He holds me, forgives me, loves me as only He can.
Contrite: feeling or expressing remorse or penitence; affected by guilt
very much crushed, very small, as dust
rejected, cast down
The LORD is near to those who have a broken heart,
And saves such as have a contrite spirit. Psalm 34:18
He is near to us and saves us when we are broken.
For thus says the high and exalted One
Who lives forever, whose name is Holy,
“I dwell on a high and holy place,
And also with the contrite and lowly of spirit
In order to revive the spirit of the lowly
And to revive the heart of the contrite. Isaiah 57:15
He dwells with us when we are crushed and at our lowest point.
“For My hand made all these things,
Thus all these things came into being,” declares the LORD.
“But to this one I will look,
To him who is humble and contrite of spirit, and who trembles at My word. Isaiah 66:2
He looks to us when we are but dust.
You return man to dust
and say, “Return, O children of man!” Psalm 90:3
He calls to us in the depth of our sin, in our guilt, in our depravity.
Praising You, Father that You accept me broken and with a crushed, contrite heart. How easily I can slip into feeling so far away from You that I can’t imagine that You would actually be so close to me with open arms, waiting for Your daughter to fall into Your loving arms. You pull me to You and I know Your love. All crumpled up and weary, You still love me and care about me, inside and outside. Praise You, Abba Father. I love You so.
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