Oh Lord Your love abounds, how can we not recognize it, we look to the circumstances in the world and we see through muddy glasses. We are like little children playing in the mud, splashing around, and we look in Daddy's eyes and we see pure love, with the mud of the world we do not see the gentleness the kindness the grace and mercy and love abounding.
The physical world is very deceitful, as is our heart which is deceitfully wicket. And our Father who is all love, has to discipline us and His discipline is not always pleasant, no chastening for the present seems joyous, but grievous but never the less afterward it yieldeth the peaceable fruit of righteousness.
This is a picture the Lord has given me of the body of Christ, they haven't learned how to be the bride in perfect submission.
Kind of like a wild filly, not ready for the reins. running and frolicking, kicking up their heels, and when the owner comes to put on the bridle they back up a step or two not too sure they want that constraint.
But once they learn He loves them and is not going to hurt them, they begin to take steps toward Him, slowly at first, and then when he begins to stroke them, and show them His love, they fall in love with Him. Then when he calls they "come", with only a loving look toward them, they run to him.
We were meant for the Lord, not for ourselves, to no longer live for ourselves but for Him that loved us and died for us.
We were meant to worship him in truth and Spirit, that means with all of our hearts.
Without him our life begins to fall apart. We know when difficulties come we are being chastised for wandering away from His Presence. we know when everything seems to not jell, that is when it is time to put all aside and run to Him.
sometimes distractions draw us away, I see that has to be the case with so many of God's children spending hours on the internet, how can we have quality time with our wonderful lord, if we are hours on the internet. The enemy of our soul knows this and he has created so many distractions, they take us out of the Spirit and away from our beloved.
We must hurry back to our beloved, and adore him and worship him until He tells us all is well and our soul is once more quieted. Listen for what he has for us, His instructions as well as direction.
Being out of His Presence sets us back, so that when storms come we cannot face them.
It is urgent for us to stay attached to the vine, in this hour, so that we can stand when the wind is blowing and beating against our house, it shall not fall because It is built on a solid foundation, on Jesus Christ our rock.
There are storms coming, great storms but as the cattle do in storms they face them headlong, we must face them with the strength and endurance of the Lord, we can only do that full of His oil, full of the Holy Spirit and power.
The Lord is at the helm, he controls the storms of life, so we can trust the One who speaks to the storm,"Peace Be Still".
We can trust in His boundless love, a love that cherishes the beloved, those who cherish him, those who adore him, those who want his life to rein in them.
Wash our faces Lord, get the mud of life off of us, and clean us up put Your blood washed robes on us, call us and we will run to You with our arms outstretched!
Lord with out You we cannot make it, not one day not one hour, Your word gives us life your love gives us light. WE ARE YOURS.
We see You Lord, we see Your love Lord, we see Your miracles Lord, we want more of You Lord, wrap us in Your Presence, gathers us under Your wings.
Remove what hinders us from running to Your side, from living in Your Presence. Oh the freedom in Your Presence when you flow through us, miracles happen, joy comes, souls see You Lord, they see You in our face. I love You Lord.
Thank You Lord, thank You for the miracle of life Lord, thank You for the miracle of seeing You, of Knowing You the creator of the universe, thank You for breathing in me, giving me life in my dead body, my dead soul, thank you for resurrection life, and thank You for coming in Lord. thank You for being My Lord as well as my Savior, thank You for saving me from self.
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