Colorfully

Being Woven ♦ November 14, 2011 ♦ Leave a comment

Clap your hands, all peoples!
Shout to God with loud songs of joy!
(Psalm 47:1 ESV)

God of all colors

God of changing shapes

God of all sizes

floating through the air

bouncing to the floor

disintegrating

reconforming to a different shape

He is God, Himself

For he will not much remember the days of his life

because God keeps him occupied with joy in his heart.
(Ecclesiastes 5:20 ESV)

He is Love

God never loses His Love, His heart, no matter how He may appear to us, in who we see Christ.

God is bountiful and bright

He is Joy!

And I am His! And they offered great sacrifices that day and rejoiced,

for God had made them rejoice with great joy;

the women and children also rejoiced.

And the joy of Jerusalem was heard far away.
(Nehemiah 12:43 ESV)

Heavenly Father, I write words on a blog page that describe You to me. I write words that encourage my heart for I, myself, need encouraging. I am going through so many health concerns in this period of my life, and it has not, is not, and may not, be easy. But You walk with me no matter. Thank You, LORD. You hear our cries for Your help. You answer in ways that I may not always understand, in ways that make me cry, in ways that make me rejoice. Even though the answers do not always fit my predetermined answer, I glorify You for Your Ways. “Teach me, O LORD, the way of your statutes; and I will keep it to the end. Give me understanding, that I may keep your law and observe it with my whole heart. Lead me in the path of your commandments, for I delight in it. Incline my heart to your testimonies, and not to selfish gain! Turn my eyes from looking at worthless things; and give me life in your ways. Confirm to your servant your promise, that you may be feared. Turn away the reproach that I dread, for your rules are good. Behold, I long for your precepts; in your righteousness give me life!” (Psalm 119:33-40 ESV) I call upon You, my LORD, to keep me close. I shall draw near to You for I want You near to me. I love You, my Abba. I need You. Heal me, Father. Make the wrong turn right, and heal the pieces that are hurting, physically and emotionally. Take care of my Mama when I cannot, when I am so worn out. Thank You for fixing Mama’s Medicaid mess today too. What a blessed relief! Richard and Rhonda and Irma, too, have been Your hands in straightening up Mama’s numbers so that her coverage is back on track. I rejoice! I look upon the colors above and cannot help but think cheer and joy in Your Name, Amen.

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