A Choice To Pause To Listen

Good Morning,

We arise again this day! What will our pathways convey? Will hope eternal garnish our thoughts and deeds? Do we stop, pause, to praise, looking upward in prayer?

Or more often than not, we jump in, graveling, pushing our way? Instinctively bursting forward to grab hold of time, direction and control.

Is our diving forward “feet” first, without pausing to listen, to hear Truth, to quickly pre-empting, the Holy Spirits, droplets of healing rain, breathes of live to rekindle the flames of “Faith” within our very souls.

Has our relentless “hurriedness” derailed us from His Word, Truth, Vision, our source of Light? Like a young child, losing their source of pure joy and delight, as their balloon drifts out of sight. in the abbess of aimless existence, unanchored, off course, no rudder of guidance, meagerly wandering, away, away, strength fading.

Yet, Our Lord, our Captain, His voice ever faithful never void, always speaking, holding Hope as an eternal flame, illuming the pathways ahead, He never truly loses sight in the midst of our chaos, even in our chosen wandering.

breaths, steps, thoughts to the Almighty Sovereign Lord. Who are we? Is Holy God not Sovereign? The Wisdom of God, the Light of all Hope, Love Himself. He is speaking to us, through us, with or without us, yet it our choice, whether or not we choose Our Lord.

Who are we? Is God not our Sovereign Deliverer of Hope and Peace. His tender mercies, gently pour into our brokenness, fragmented edges, ever beckoning our hearts; the call, the cry, calling ever calling us to stop, to pause to draw near. Yet do we? Blowing winds, ebbing currents swirling, racing, each, stealing us, consuming us, our time, energy all matter. Where, where, what is it all, that drives us? Are we are moving toward? Coming, going, grasping, holding, is their eternal gain, woven within the fabric of our quest?

Whirling, piercing noise, within, without, ebbs of turmoil, echoing, haunting our thoughts; pleating demands. Do see? All around us, cloistering, piles, lists, voices, choices, decisions. Vainly we keep grasping for our own on reasoning.

Where were we headed; why are we going? Have we patented “doing”, as trophies for ourselves? Is our pursuing, fractured? Is His wisdom heard in the daily grind or in the attainment of chaotic matter and mindfulness, pierced in the overwhelmed fragments presence?

Our minds blinded, with blurring chaos, unfiltered voices, distractions, clanging, invading any our freedoms, our hunger for real communion, deeper, richer, closeness with the Lord. The overt boastings of the enemy, through mindless noise, superficial frills; splattered across the net waves of the media infiltrating our hearts, minds and soul, aching for rest, assurance, inner peace.

Driven, uncertain, constant pulling, peeling, flushing; swirling, winding, flooding our inner core. Is serving within our objective? What is the honest motivation? Do you hear amongst all deep within, His calling, deep within, ever so near? He desires our all, our true selves, not redesigned by false “reality” an outward shallow, fit on the cover or box top design!

His relentless Love, never wanes, nor is His wisdom blinded by the blinded false currency, real value of designed, before time, you, I, His creation. Our purposes are unique, not meant to be copied, reformed, refashioned by the world’s standards. We acknowledge that all snowflakes are not the same. Nor does the Truth of His Word create us to be a mere existence of something else, no we are wonderfully and perfecting knit together in God’s image, written in God’s Book of life before humanity was spoken, bringing forth each one, each new creation in the image of God.

His Truth, His Love, His Promise never defaults, never wanes, clattering, pushing, prodding, demanding, judging, avoiding, denying, who we are, whom we, why were created to be whom we truly are. His Love is an ocean; His Wisdom transcends all boundaries.

Our God, is never deceived or shaken. His Truth prevails, His Hope remains, may we all seek, not to surrender to less than God’s desire for each one of His own. You, I, each one, is being called, yes called, truly “seen”, acknowledged, yes deeply treasured, desired beyond our limited/or wildest imagination. To “Be” the you He created you to “Be”. Within, the full measure of Almighty God’s design and providential purpose for you today, in this moment of time, for God’s Eternal purposes today, tomorrow within His sovereign making.

My prayer fellow traveler, my prayer for you, myself, my neighbor, my next encounter, may it be transformed and awakened to a deeper knowing, depths of your own soul, guiding your steps, re-shaping your heart, renewing your soul, and bringing you His strength within to flourish, more than pant, living, growing within, renewed and refreshed by the tranquil waters of His Transcending Holy Spirit, knowing you are “held”, loved with an abiding love, a treasure beyond measure, in the eyes of the Lord Our God your eternal Hope and Firm foundation, today, tomorrow and forever.

I cry out from within Amen, again, Amen to His Holy Word, Amen.

 

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Prayer to YOU my Friend Who Adorn My Hearts Garden

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To each of You, yes YOU, you know who you are you are, a unique and special FLOWER in the Garden of my Heart.  You  each  adorn your “Beauty” So graciously in my Life.

Oh Lord, please bless my dear Friends, Yes you MY Lord know there names, and they are FAR more, precious to me, than just a name.  To ME, Laura, they are my Bouquet of FLOWERs in the arrayed with enduring beauty in the Garden of my heart.

I Love you my Friend, yes YOU, each of you, each, with your our own blooming fragrance and  Beauty; in your smile, through your Strength, in your Laugh, in your Words of Life and wisdom, in your, “Patience” and or your flare for Adventure and sharing in Laughter, sharing in Song, sharing in the Pathways of my life!!

Oh my Dear Friend, I pray daily, that God Blesses YOU, yes you,  each of one,  who richly blesses my Days and illumes my Nights,  yes each one of You, unique; designed by God, arrayed in beauty from “inside” out.

Oh My Precious Lord, help me I Pray to daily tend to my Garden of Friends, to nurture, water, and help shine YOUR light through me as a mirror out to them, lifted every so gently,  humbly knowing You Lord are the Gardner, and I am the guest of your Bounty within my Heart.  Help me rise, in Prayer, walk in Courage, and greet each Day, tending my Garden and sharing a Prayer, in Conversation, or in a gentle Smile!

Oh, oh my Dear Friend, I Love you, yes YOU, a Flower,  my Friend, a Beautiful Flower adorning the Garden, yes the Garden within my Heart!….

Lord Bless them, Oh as, as they have Bless me, Oh that I would be a green “Bud” too and not a “thorn”.  Help me I Pray Lord to LOVE them tenderly yet  fearlessly as you do.  Sharing my Heart, Sharing my Time, Sharing You Lord the Gardner of the Garden of Friends in my Heart.

Yes, Richly Blessed, no question there, or why; its a free gift from Our Amazing Lord.   Thank you Lord, help me be; to pray for each of them, yes YOU,  you my Friend, a treasured Flower in the Garden of my Heart.  Oh Dear Friend, I pray you never doubt; how richly your Radiance has adorned, Yes adorned the Garden within My heart.

Thank you for being “YOU”,  and I thank GOD, that He has blessed me with YOU, yes you,  a precious, lovely Flower in the Garden of my Heart…………….

I Love You,  and  Pray that the Lord;  will help me Love you as He does. Thank You, Yes YOU, yes YOU my Friend for being a Sacred Light in the Garden of my Heart.

My Garden flourishes, when the Lord our Gardener, blesses me with new Flowers, such as YOU, yes You.  I hold ever tightly to the Lord; the Gardener of my heart….whose gift of my Flowers within my Friendship Garden, has blessing flowing to me beyond measure.

I Love You my friend, Yes YOU.  The Lord Loves you too!   Thank You My Lord, thank you my King, Jesus the Gardener, the Lord of my Heart.  Blessings of flourishing flowers, Awaken my life, lifting me up, Leading  my Soul to “Dance”  within the Garden of my Heart.

Holding gently, holding gently to the pedals of “Grace” each one, adorning my Garden, yes the Garden of my heart.  Thank You,  yes YOU My friend a “FLOWER in the Garden of my Heart. .

 

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