Saturday, September 17, 2011

God Sees Me in Faith


                        Now faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen.
                                                                                                                        (Hebrews 11:1)

Last Sunday during worship I was feeling quite disappointed in myself. I have such high hopes, and then there’s what I really do. I need to learn to not be so idealistic, but that’s for another post. I was asking God how it could be that he doesn’t see me like I see me. He sees me in the righteousness of Jesus – perfect, holy, blameless (1 Corinthians 1:30 & Philippians 3:9).

                I can’t see you the way you do. If I saw you the way you do you would be stuck forever. I must see you as you will be, as I created you to be, or you would have no hope.

Then he showed me a butterfly. A butterfly is a new creation of a caterpillar. I am in Christ. I am a new creation (2 Corinthians 5:17). The butterfly may not remember its former self. It certainly doesn’t over think things like I tend to do. It comes out of its cocoon a new creatures and it acts like it. It flys, it eats different. I too often still act like a caterpillar. However, no matter how much I act like a caterpillar, or my old unredeemed self, I am a new creation. By God’s grace I will believe the miracle he has done and learn to act like it.

Saturday, August 13, 2011

Tuesday, August 9, 2011

Sunset on the Lake

 So beautiful.
 Breathtaking.
 Amazing.
 Inspiring.
 Wonderful.
 Gorgeous.
 Peaceful
Sunset on the lake.

Sunday, August 7, 2011

Saturday, August 6, 2011

Tuesday, July 26, 2011

Hands Lifted

Hands lifted,
Holding pieces of a broken heart.
A worthless sacrifice;
Prized above all.
Keep it broken, Lord.
Fill the gaps with You.

Monday, July 25, 2011

I Can

I can knock down the walls.
I can knock down the beast.
With Jesus on my side nothing can stop me. - M 

Saturday, July 23, 2011

Friday, July 22, 2011

Freedom

There is something about my flag, highlighted by the sun, against a dark sky that captures my attention. Thank you to all those who have paid a price for my freedom. I know you are many.

Thursday, July 21, 2011

Things To Do

- Okay. So long. I cannot play with you any longer. I have real things to do now. - W

Wednesday, July 20, 2011

Of Course

Of course you didn’t hear me I was talking to myself in my head - W