Hazelnut Coffee and Beautiful Promises❤️ You stoop down to make me great. Psalm 18:35b #perfectwaytobegintheday #unabashedhope #90DayswiththeBelovedDiscipleJohn #bethmoore #paneracoffee #toranisignaturesyrup #hazelnut #fiestajumbomug #ps1835
I Am Here
I have not abandoned you to suffer in misery and angst.
I Am here to comfort you.
I have not abandoned you to hunger and want.
I Am here to provide all that you need.
I have not abandoned you in the midst of your pain and grief.
I Am here to dry your tears.
I have not abandoned you stewing in your biting anger and cynicism.
I Am here to plead for you with all that I Am.
I have not abandoned you to languish in powerlessness and fear.
I Am here to protect and defend you.
I Am here.
I am no longer languishing in poverty, hunger, and neglect.
I am filled to overflowing and wholly satisfied.
I am no longer isolated, cut off, and afraid.
I am enveloped by the very warmth of Your presence.
I am no longer enslaved in a prison of shame and guilt.
I am liberated to come and go as my heart chooses.
I am no longer fodder and prey to the enemy.
I am sheltered, defended, and protected by Your hand.
I am no longer dismayed of the power of death.
I am alive eternally in You.
I am no longer lost, aimless, and alone.
I am held firmly where I belong in Your loving embrace.
I am no longer adrift in a sea of nothingness.
I am anchored securely by Your great love for me.
#UnabashedHope #ArtfulDoodlesbyLMA #John84859
“The bromides, platitudes, and exhortations to trust God from nominal believers who have never visited the valley of desolation are not only useless; they are textbook illustrations of unmitigated gall. Only someone who has been there, who has drunk the dregs of our cup of pain, who has experienced the existential loneliness and alienation of the human condition, dares whisper the name of the Holy to our unspeakable distress. Only that witness is credible; only that love is believable.”
Brennan Manning – Ruthless Trust
#Unabashedhope #truth #wisdomfromthecoffeehouse #BrennanManning #RuthlessTrust #grief #hope
“When we focus so strongly on our need to get better, we actually get worse. We become even more neurotic and self-absorbed.
Preoccupation with our guilt (instead of God’s grace) makes us increasingly self-centered and morbidly introspective. And what is Original Sin if not a preoccupation with ourselves?
What needs to be ultimately rooted out and attacked is the sin underneath my sins which is not immoral behavior but immoral belief: faith in my own moral and spiritual ‘progress,’ rather than in the One who died to atone for my lack of progress.
Listen carefully: Christianity is not first and foremost about our behavior, our obedience, our response, and our daily victory over sin, as important as all these are.
It is not first and foremost about us at all, it is first and foremost about Jesus!
So instead of trying to fix one another, perhaps we might try ‘stirring one another up to love and good deeds’ by daily reminding one another, in humble love, of the riches we already possess in Christ.”
#Unabashedhope #brokenpeople #grace #unconditionallove #TullianTchividjian
“To be grateful for the good things that happen in our lives is easy, but to be grateful for all of our lives—the good as well as the bad, the moments of joy as well as the moments of sorrow, the successes as well as the failures, the rewards as well as the rejections—that requires hard spiritual work. Still, we are only grateful people when we can say thank you to all that has brought us to the present moment. As long as we keep dividing our lives between events and people we would like to remember and those we would rather forget, we cannot claim the fullness of our beings as a gift of God to be grateful for. Let’s not be afraid to look at everything that has brought us to where we are now and trust that we will soon see in it the guiding hand of a loving God.” #HenriNouwen #truth #wisdomfromthecoffeehouse #UnabashedHope #gratefulforthethorns
My heart is so very heavy this morning.
Please bear with me as I mull over the difference between Religion and Relationship…
Religion blocks the Holy Spirit’s access to our pain.
Religion disables our ability to be honest about our pain.
Religion prevents us from experiencing our pain as a navigation through our grief.
Religion prevents us from truly releasing and experiencing the fullness of forgiveness.
Religion prevents us from owning and fully releasing our anger.
Religion shackles us in emotional denial.
Religion tells us that our feelings are not accepted as they really are.
Religion uses condemnation and judgment to hold us in place.
Religion prevents us from being freed from our anger and bitterness.
Religion is hard, callous, and cold.
Religion demands that we “pretty ourselves up – first” then…
Religion subtly convinces us that we can get over it by doing more, being better, quoting more, studying more, and performing better.
Relationship provides a safe place where we are accepted, valued, and loved no matter how deep our pain or how vast our anger.
Relationship assures us that our feelings are okay and welcomes to freely give voice to them without minimizing, trivializing, or denying.
Relationship never demands that we be anything other than what we presently are.
Relationship invites us to be open, transparent, and honest.
Relationship never condemns or judges.
Relationship longs to care, extend comfort, and hold us as we grieve.
Relationship desires to give us what we are utterly unable to give ourselves.
Relationship longs to heal our pain and hurts.
Relationship is a place of healing, deliverance, and hope.
Relationship assures us that all we need is provided simply because we are loved.
Today, I am thanking God for His healing.
Eight years ago, during communion, I made a commitment to Him that I would choose to release the anger I had held onto most of my life as He walked me through my healing and recovery journey.
After decades of trying to rid myself of it through excessive reading, studying, resisting, stuffing, working, denying, etc., I honestly didn’t think I would ever be freed from its vise-like grip on my heart and soul.
This morning, as I partook of communion, I reflected on that moment so many years ago and truly marveled at the fact that I no longer feel any residue of anger anywhere in my being.
What has replaced it, is mercy, compassion, empathy, and forgiveness.
Only God, in His infinite Love and Grace could have wrought this work on my heart.
He keeps ALL of His Promises!
My Heart belongs to Daddy!
The Watered Lilies
The MASTER stood in His garden,
Among the lilies fair,
Which His own right hand had planted,
And trained with tend’rest care.
He looked at their snowy blossoms,
And marked with observant eye
That the flowers were sadly drooping,
For their leaves were parched and dry.
“My lilies need to be watered,”
The Heavenly Master said;
“Wherein shall I draw it for them,
And raise each drooping head?”
Close to his feet on the pathway,
Empty, and frail, and small,
An earthen vessel was lying,
Which seemed no use at all;
But the Master saw, and raised it
From the dust in which it lay,
And smiled, as He gently whispered,
“This shall do My work today:
“It is but an earthen vessel,
But it lay so close to Me;
It is small, but it is empty—
That is all it needs to be.”
So to the fountain He took it,
And filled it full to the brim;
How glad was the earthen vessel
To be of some use to Him!
He poured forth the living water
Over His lilies fair,
Until the vessel was empty,
And again He filled it there.
He watered the drooping lilies
Until they revived again;
And the Master saw with pleasure
That His labor had not been vain.
His own hand had drawn the water
Which refreshed the thirsty flowers;
But He used the earthen vessel
To convey the living showers.
And to itself it whispered,
As He laid it aside once more,
“Still will I lie in His pathway,
Just where I did before.
“Close would I keep to the Master,
Empty would I remain,
And perhaps some day He may use me
To water His flowers again.”
– author unknown