Loving the Unseen God

In John’s gospel He begins with the astonishing statement, In the beginning was the word and the word was with God and the word was God.

The same God who created light chooses to love us from a hidden darkness through which we can only see by faith. Because we cannot see our Heavenly Father we are pressed deeper each day into an absolute dependence on His word. How I wish some days that I could sit around the campfire with Jesus and ask Him questions and share with Him my longings and fears. But He simply smiles from His secret place even as I write these words and waits for my heart to still. Then in that silence comes springing from a place known only to God that joy no words can tell. Joy unspeakable and full of glory!

Goodbye Green Hills

The mountains skipped like rams, The little hills like lambs. Psalms 114:4

It is impossible to imagine not waking up to see our quiet green mountains. Clearly the same God who stooped down to fashion the hills and mountain steams also drew the edge of the sea. He that traced out the deep valley also marked with sand and rock the place for the tide to wash over. And the Savior who watched with us through nights when our children tossed and turned is still watching. He sees down the road lights the way ahead and gives us strength for our journey!

Facing Fear

As I was reading this morning this verse stood out and I remembered how God used it to deliver me in a very dark time of my life. I often create a verse image as a way of underlining its importance for the day.

Later in the day I met a woman who had just been put into hospice care as I greeted people at the end of the chapel service at nursing home. Kathy was sweet, gentle and yet naturally afraid at knowing she had come to the end of her life. As we talked I shared how God had helped me when I had passed through a time of great fear and anxiety. I wish I could say she instantaneously received peace, but she did begin to become more calm. Then Kathy began to talk about her own experience of needing to perform CPR on her mother. She recalled that time and how difficult it had been being the care giver. We prayed together and committed ourselves to God’s care. I know that finding ourselves weak and helpless is not easy. God loves all the Kathys and the Sues, the Joes and the Bobs. We are all loved whether we are just beginning our voyage or whether we are pulling our boats into shore. God is our light. He is our Salvation. He alone gives us courage at every dark hour. Who shall we fear? He is also the strength of my life and His promise is that every fear will be defeated!