What happened to you is not your story. It may be a paragraph, an episode or
a chapter, but it is not your story. Your story is still being written by a loving Father.
He is the master of the seas, maker of stars, galaxies and every living creature.
The page is blank and the inkwell is full; He has so much more in store for you.
Greater than you can ever imagine.
Because of the Lord’s great love we are not consumed, for his compassions never fail. They are new every morning; great is your faithfulness. – Lamentations 3:22-23 (NIV)
Lord, help me to trust you completely
and follow you implicitly
In times of uncertainty, remind me that you’re on this journey with me
You’ve gone before me and are my rearguard
Because of that, I can rest in You and as you lead and guide, follow actively
Lord, let all I say and do pass the litmus test of pleasing you
Let every thought and motive be judged by that standard
Because if it pleases you, it’ll be compassionately honest, kind,
full of integrity, mercy and grace
Others may not like it or agree, but if it pleases You,
that’s all that matters to me
I need new music; a genre, beat and sound. The season I’m entering into requires
an accompanying playlist to round out and add another flavor to the soundtrack
of my life.
New vibe, new stride from coming out of the other side of a life defining storm.
Rediscovering whose I am and who I am on a deeper level. I’m so thankful.
Yeah, I’m in need of new music.
After you’ve gone through the stages of grieving the loss of what you thought would be forever, what is left is caring. Caring for that person’s well-being, healing and knowledge that the One who is bigger and mightier than they are is the only one that will truly satisfy, bring peace, contentment and clarity. And you pray that for them, letting God do his work. Lord, I know that you will honor that because my desire for him is You; love in its purest form.
Thank you for being the Living Word of God. You walked among us. Suffered, died and rose for us. You live in us, if we invite you and guide us, if we allow you. You turn setbacks into opportunities, showing your strength. Hard knocks are turned into wisdom. It’s all a matter of perspective.
Help me to respond to your steadfast goodness and mercy with faithfulness. It’s all a matter of perspective.
Sometimes, I wish I could go back in time to change certain events. Make life simpler, less complicated, knowing what I know now.
Instead of ruminating over mistakes and missteps, accept that these things, through the lens of God, are shaping my understanding, realigning my vision and creating in me a heart of kindness, compassion and discernment. Lessons learned from the past are preparing me for my future.
Wherever you are in your journey, be it basking in the sunshine on the mountain top or making your way through valleys of desert and rain, never forget the ones who encourage and hold you up along the way.
Though it may feel small, even intangible, you’re in the thoughts and prayers of people who recognize and identify with the potential inside of you. When you feel alone, encourage yourself with the knowledge that God knows, sees, cares and loves you. Look back at past victories with the expectation of victories to come; they’re inside you, waiting to burst forth.
Attempts to feel numb inside are thwarted by the tears that spill
without warning from my eyes. Like the ebb and flow of tides, I reach out and
you pull me back in. You increase, I decrease.
From birth to death, God uses the ups and downs we face as a
means of building character, instilling integrity while
administering refining grace to shape us into the people He
created us to be, if we’re willing. No matter how old we are, it’s
exciting to know that He isn’t finished yet. If you’re still
breathing, there’s still opportunity.