Thursday, January 26, 2017

Permission Slip




Looking at the pages of my calendar for the upcoming week there appeared to be scarcely little opportunity for quiet, rest, and dedicated time with the Lord. Just coming out of the holiday season, and the busyness that entails, and the pressing responsibilities looming on the very close horizon, I long for just a little time to reconnect with the Lord—to dig deep into His Presence for refreshment and an anchoring of my soul. Well, God in His goodness has intervened and opened my schedule, though not in a way I would have chosen. It seems I have succumbed to a bad cold, and have had to cancel and reschedule the very things that crowded my calendar. A cold is not usually considered a good thing, but if I let it, it can be used for a very good purpose—a permission slip to be excused from busyness, to sit in quiet, mandated rest with my Savior. As He goes to work healing my body, He is also at work revitalizing my soul. 

Saturday, January 21, 2017

Survival Kit



Years ago, fanny packs (little bags people strap around their waist) were all the rage. Although they are no longer considered fashionable, I still choose to wear one every time I go hiking. My fanny pack is black, and roomy enough to hold supplies for any need I may encounter while on the trails. If you peeked inside at the contents, you would most likely find a small tube of sunscreen for reapplication in time times of intense sunshine, used to keep me from getting burned; you would come across a pretty, pink, and very sharp pocket knife which could be used to cut myself free from potential danger. You would also find a small bottle of pepper spray, to be used in encounters with dangerous enemies of various sorts—snakes, mountain lions, and the human kind. There is always a water bottle included to keep me refreshed along my journey, and a granola bar in case I get hungry. Lastly, a cell phone is always tucked neatly inside, in case of emergency I can call out for help.

 I realize this is a strange comparison, but, just as my fanny pack holds my makeshift survival kit, 
The Bible, The Word of God is my real survival kit, not just for the trails, but for everywhere the path of life takes me.
The Word of God shields me when it feels as if the heat is turned up, and I’m faced with daily stresses and pressures, or faced with trials and tribulations.
The Word of God is used to cut me free from the entanglements of sin, bitterness, worry, fear, hatred, anxiety, and more.
The Word of God strengthens me to fight off the enemy and the lies that satan feeds me, by teaching who God is, who I am, and what Truth is.
The Word of God refreshes my soul and invigorates me, so I can keep moving onward.
The Word of God nourishes and sustains me.
The Word of God directs me to my Savior, my Lifeline in times of emergency, and my companion for the journey.


The Word of God is my survival kit.

Tuesday, January 10, 2017

Welcome Here

Holy Spirit, You are welcome here.
I welcome You into my life; I invite You to...
mold and shape me,
inspire and motivate me,
increase my faith,
revive my soul,
comfort my heart,
show me joy through Your perspective,
encourage me and fill me with hope,
teach me Truth,
reveal Your wisdom,
give me knowledge of Your ways,
show me Your will,
guide me on Your path,
draw me closer to You.
Holy Spirit, fill me with all of Your goodness until the point of overflowing.
Holy Spirit I invite You to dwell in the deepest recesses of my heart make me aware of Your powerful Presence.

Holy Spirit, You are surely welcome here.