I took a little liberty with the timer on this one today because I wanted to try something different. It has been many years since I have tried writing any poetry, and this is a rather sorry attempt. But in the spirit of the “creativity” part of my theme this month, I decided to give it a shot anyway! Enjoy! When Hope Breaks Through When hope breaks through, The darkness flees. When hope breaks through, My heart soars free. Amidst the dark and stormy nights, I find a deep and lasting peace, When hope breaks through. When hope breaks through…
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When I first saw today’s prompt of “share” I thought I would go in the obvious direction of community, friendship, etc. Thus the photo I chose to today’s graphic. But this morning my devotional contemplations led me in a different vein of thought, so here goes nothing! Timer on… This morning my devotional meditation was about feeling pain but not acting out of pain. As I meditated on that idea, I was also thinking about why we are supposed to feel pain and suffering. The Bible says that we are to share Christ’s sufferings so that we may rejoice all…
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As I sit down to write on this prompt I don’t know quite what to write, and I don’t know why. When I saw it the first time I had lots of “why” questions, but I guess the more I’ve thought about them, the more at peace I am with the lack of answers. I have been contemplating a lot of questions lately. Even though I don’t have all the answers I may want, I am growing the faith that I will be given the answers I need when I need them. I am learning that I don’t have peace…
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Something I’ve been contemplating lately is how I live out what I believe in specific areas of my life. I have particularly been considering how my identity in Christ shapes my behavior. If I believe, truly deep down, not just on a cerebral level, that I am a Daughter of the King of Kings, I will behave differently than if I believe I am still an orphan without a home. If I believe that I am redeemed and saved by grace, I will stop striving to achieve and earn God’s love, living instead in the rest and peace of being…
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Why do we as humans feel compelled to tell our story? What is it about story that makes us come alive? What is so powerful about hearing the stories of others? I think it is because we are people of story created by a God of story. The God who created us is the same God who gave us His story in the form of Scripture. He has been telling the story of His love, grace and salvation from day one. And we, as being created in His image, also need to tell our stories, and His. As a Christian,…