I reached a new to me understanding of prayer and how it profoundly changed my place at the table, with my Friend.
A man named Bucket insisted on giving me this hand planer... something I had no use for, an old item that I would never need - but took only because of his generosity.
God speaks through many avenues of communication. He has no favored channel, just whatever suits the message to be given. Here are two such messages, one about water and another about oil.
Who do you trust? More to the point, who do you trust with your life? Is there anyone that you would place your very heartbeat within their hands, whereas if they made a mistake, you would no longer be alive?
On a cold winter's’ day, as the sun shines brightly in a clear blue sky and to find a place inside, at a window…warm; with the sun heating up, radiating through the panes as it heats my face like summer. A warm room with God.
I remember finding a grasshopper, picking it up, then placing it onto the live wire of an electric fence. Thinking for sure it would come alive again....
Jesus knew that Peter would strive hard for what he perceived as a good and personally satisfying result. Yet what needed to be conveyed is that ‘good results’ may not be on Peter’s terms, so Jesus was direct to elucidate the matter.
My faith in You is what compels me to walk in Your way. It has quieted me in order to follow Your commands, given by Your perfect communication.
"Take my life and let it be, consecrated LORD to Thee" is a song that we all know, embedded into the worship of congregations worldwide..for generations!
Is this better? Is it really all about me, to push the cart up the hill backwards? To reach what destination, exactly? What remains after the scary dark ride to the top?