What Time Is It?

“My times are in Your hands......“(PSALM 31:15)

OK Father, do you get where I am coming from? I have a time schedule and you are keeping me from moving forward. When I went back to work, I kind of wanted you to start giving me some answers after all, I did take this whole long sabbatical. Now, wasn’t that what you wanted me to do? So at least you could start giving me some clues to what you have in store for me! I mean it was a whole month.

So here I go again, pacing the floor. Looking for reasons, answers to the “Why’s.” I even called up my friend Bruce last night and cried on his shoulder... My husband finally just shook his head and said, “What is the problem? Quit jumping ahead of God” And I think I heard both Brad and Bruce yell at the same time “Rest.”

You ever lose your glasses and they were on your head all along? Duh!

One of my answers was right there. I finally got it this morning....

Well sort of anyway. I’m not going to get all the answers from God just because I went back to work. I’m not going to get His plan for my life on my time schedule. It will be on my Papa’s. I have got to stand still long enough to listen (imagine that!). So far, I’m batting a zero. I couldn’t play on the pre-K T-ball team with the blind.

So, Father once again, I put my time into Your hands.... I rest in You. Slowly--I am learning.

As my grandson is learning to walk, I rejoice in his tiny little steps..and yes he falls..but I cherish each moment.... each attempt...... I too know my Papa rejoices each time I make one tiny stride.


Your Beloved Daughter,
Connie

Papa, Where Are You?

(Hebrews 13:5) "...I will never leave you... "

This morning I sat in my Abba's lap. Silently, I sat there embraced in His warmth. But before long I had squirmed right out of His lap and I was on my way into the day.

Just as my children use to do--until soon I would hear their tiny voice, "Momma" and before long panic would set in, "Momma, where are you?" Frantically, they would look for me. I had been right there in the house all along, I would never leave them alone.

Today was no different for me as a child of God. As the day wore on, I sought my Father. "Papa." As I sat silently in the church during the funeral of one of my friends I cried, "Papa, where are you?"

Frantically, I spent my day searching for my Papa. I know that He promises that He will never leave me but today I needed to Him to hold me.

After all, it was me that crawled out of His lap, wasn't it?

Tomorrow, once again I will crawl into my Papa's lap, just maybe, very soon I will learn to sit in His presence.

Blessings,
Connie

Gentle and Quiet Spirit

(1 Peter 3:4) " ....Let it be the hidden person of the heart, with the imperishable quality of a gentle and quiet spirit, which is precious in the sight of God."

When my children crawl up in my lap, I cherish those times. I still do as they are growing up into their teen years. I love the quiet moments we share. Those are special times just between myself and my children.

I doubt that it is any different for myself and my Abba. I can imagine that He cherishes the moments when I just crawl up in His lap and sit silently there just listening to His presence.

My first day back to work today, so how did I do in my quiet time? I brought my Bible and my devotional book to my quiet little corner. And my mind went wild. I thought of who all I could pray for. Tried to read scripture. Then my devotional. I don't know about God, but I was worn out before I ever got started.

I think tomorrow I will crawl up in my Abba's lap and just rock.. I will leave my Bible on the sidetable...

Together,,,, we will be one...

And I will hear the heartbeat of my Lover....for I am His beloved....

Blessings,
Connie

God Has Taken Home One of His Own

God has received one of His own today.... One of His precious Saints....

She fought hard...But in the end, she was called home to her Abba...

Janet Sloan went home to be with our Abba today. In her sleep after a short battle with cancer, she heard the call, "Arise my love" ...

Please pray for her husband, Bob and their children. Their days may be long and difficult as they struggle without her.

But they have faith in their Heavenly Father... and they know she awaits them.

In Him,
Connie

Help My Unbelief

Mark 9:24 "Immediately the boy's father cried out and said, "I do believe; help my unbelief."

I have to say that I have really struggled with my belief's over these past months... during my lonely nights and dark days....

I have cried out "Father, why?"... I have struggled with my belief in the power of God.. and why was it not strong enough to sustain me through this time....

Oh Father... "Help my unbelief"

It is not my job to depend on my own strength for my belief but that of my Abba's...

Once again, in my brokenness.. My Papa wanted me to rely on Him.. In my weakest point, He carried me... just as it should be. (Matt 11:28-30)

Blessings,
Connie

Riding A White Horse

1 Corinthians 2:4 " ... And my message and my preaching were not in persuasive words of wisdom, but in demonstration of the Spirit and of power...."

That our Lord would come riding in on a white horse....
But He didn't....not yet...

That He would be eloquent....
But He wasn't...not yet...

That He would turn every head....
But He hasn't.. not yet...

That He would save His people...(Jn 3:16-17)
That He did...if we choose...

Do you find yourself trying to defend the gospel?

Do you find yourself trying to find your own white horse?

The Gospel speaks for itself...

And Christ will one day come riding in on a that great white horse. (Rev 6:1)


Blessings,
Connie

Ash Wednesday

Today begins the season of Lent.....

A time of reflection... A time of repentance... a time of renewal...

This season... will we look closely at the Cross for it to reveal God's plan instead of our own?

"For the message of the cross is foolishness to those who are perishing, but to us who are being saved, it is the power of God." 1 Corinthians 1:18

Blessings,
Connie