Promises

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© 2013 Jeanne E Webster.  All rights reserved

 

Isaiah 40:28-31 “Hast thou not known?  Hast thou not heard that the everlasting God, the Lord, the Creator of the ends of the earth, fainteth not, neither is weary?  There is no searching of his understanding.  He giveth power to the faint; and to them that have no might he increaseth strength.  Even the youths shall faint and be weary, and the young men shall utterly fall.  But they that wait upon the Lord shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles; they shall run, and not be weary; and they shall walk, and not faint.”

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WOW!

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1.      New strength

2.    New perspective

3.    New energy

4.    New perseverance


Every day is from the Lord.  He is the Giver of life and all within life.

I thank Him for today.  I praise Him for carrying me this far and continue to ask Him to lead me, one day at a time.  I pray for my daily needs and know He is working them out.  I thank Him for His provisions in all aspects of my life. 

Every day He lays out His riches to me and nurtures me and guides me to choose the right tools for today.

In His name, with His name, and by His name I humbly pray.  Amen.

As the Wind Blows

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As the Wind Blows

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Nicodemus, teacher
Order of the Pharisees
Sanhedrin member
Rabbi (master of Israel)

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Dear Nicodemus:

This letter confirms our conversation last night regarding eternal life. You questioned my statement that a person cannot enter heaven without being born again. You wanted evidence that a person can be born again after he’s grown. As a Pharisee, a rabbi and teacher, you don’t comprehend this?

I explained to you that one must be born of the Spirit, not a rebirth from the womb. Being born of the flesh is a physical birth; being born of the Spirit is a spiritual birth. There is a touch from God framing the spiritual birth which is granted to anyone who believes in the Son of man. He descended from heaven and will return to heaven, evidence for the passage of regeneration for everyone who believes in Him.

You have heard me preach of earthly things yet you don’t believe them. How will you have faith in what I tell you of heavenly things? Moses lifted up the brass serpent that represented the sins of Israel; everyone who looked on it was healed. So will the Son of man be lifted up for everyone to see and believe in, and they shall have eternal life. God loved everyone so much that He put upon the Son of Man the sins of the world. He was lifted up on Calvary for all to see and believe. Those who have faith in Him will not perish but have everlasting life in heaven.

You see, Nicodemus, God didn’t send his Son into the world to condemn everyone but to save them. They condemn themselves if they do not believe in the name of the only Son of God. In all reality, this is the truth:  light has come into the world to save the souls of everyone. But people love the darkness, as it covers the evil deeds they don’t want discovered. Those that live good lives are drawn to the light because their deeds will be shown to be of God.

The wind blows where it wishes, Nicodemus. Even though you can’t tell where the sound comes from, listen to it, as it is from the Spirit. Believe in it and be born again, this time of the Spirit, and you will have eternal life.

Love,
Jesus

(Paraphrased from John 3:1-21) (jew)

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Spirit of God, Descend upon My Heart

Text: George Croly, 1780-1860
Music: Frederick C. Atkinson, 1841-1897
Tune: MORECAMBE, Meter: 10 10.10 10

 

Spirit of God, descend upon my heart;

Wean it from earth; through all its pulses move;

Stoop to my weakness, mighty as thou art,

And make me love thee as I ought to love.

 

I ask no dream, no prophet ecstasies,

No sudden rending of the veil of clay,

No angel visitant, no opening skies;

But take the dimness of my soul away.

 

Has thou not bid me love thee, God and King?

All, all thine own, soul, heart and strength and mind.

I see thy cross; there teach my heart to cling.

O let me seek thee, and O let me find.

 

Teach me to feel that thou art always nigh;

Teach me the struggles of the soul to bear.

To check the rising doubt, the rebel sigh,

Teach me the patience of unanswered prayer.

 

Teach me to love thee as thine angels love,

One holy passion filling all my frame;

The kindling of the heaven-descended Dove,

My heart an altar, and thy love the flame.

Why All the Hurtin’ Lord?

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Lord, Why All the Hurtin’?
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( A song I wrote shortly after a friend called to say her mother had died. I have written the score for it also. )

A friend of mine just called to say
That her dear mama died.
I heard her words of sorrow, Lord,
And hung my head and cried:

refrain:

Lord, why all the hurtin’?
Lord, why all the hurtin’?
So much in life is painful, Lord,
So hear my prayer tonight.

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I know your angels took her mom
Home to be with you;
My friend is lost and weary, Lord,
She needs to know this too.

refrain:
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This friend of mine, so full of love,
She just shines, she just shines…
So help her through this bad time, Lord,
For she’s a friend of mine.

refrain:
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I love this friend so very much,
It hurts me so I cry.
I lie awake alone at night,
Just wond’ring, wond’ring why.

Lord, why all the hurtin’?
Lord, please stop the hurtin’?
So much in life is painful, Lord,
Please hear my prayer tonight.

Rise, O Lord

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Oh God, be Thou exalted over my possessions.

Nothing of earth’s treasures shall seem dear unto me if only thou art glorified in my life.

Be thou exalted over my friendships.

I am determined that thou shalt be above all, though I must stand deserted and alone in the midst of the earth.

Be thou exalted above my comforts.

Though it mean the loss of bodily comforts and the carrying of heavy crosses, I shall keep my vow made this day before thee.

Be thou exalted over my reputation.

Make me ambitious to please thee even if as a result I must sink into obscurity and my name be forgotten as a dream.

Rise, O Lord, into thy proper place of honor, above my ambitions, above my likes and dislikes, above my family, my health, and even my life itself.

Let me decrease that thou mayest increase, let me sink that thou mayest rise above.

Ride forth upon me as thou didst ride into Jerusalem mounted upon the humble little beast, a colt, the foal of an ass, and let me hear the children cry to thee, “Hosanna in the highest.”

~Prayer of A. W. Tozer

But Now I am Found

Prayer Shawl Hanging from Rod

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© Jeanne E Webster

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One day at a time

Sweet Jesus

You taught us to pray

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Not for yesterday

Not for tomorrow

Only for today

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So I’m praying today

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For my family

My friends

My enemies

My self

The lost

Those who stumble

Those who fall

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Help us all this day

Father, we pray

Somehow shine

Through this maze

Called life

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For you are

Our God

Our Creator

Our Father

Our only glory

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Among this clay

Smooth out the cracks

Redraw the lines

Recolor the tint

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That this world

Will see only you

In this body

This spirit

This sinner

This lover of self

This pilgrim

This “good” person

This crying soul

This marked entity

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Branded with your cross

Forever and ever

This weeping one

Humbly prays

This day

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Abba Father

My God

My Redeemer

My Lord

My King

My Savior

The great I AM

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Amen

NaPoWriMo   Day 23

Another Morning. . .

© Jeanne E Webster

Psalm 92:1, 2

It is good to give thanks to the Lord

And to sing praises to Your name, O Most High;

To declare Your loving kindness in the morning

And Your faithfulness every night!

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Your Word is settled in heaven, forever.  Your faithfulness endures to all generations.  Amen.

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Oh Lord, I shall always put my trust in Thee;

Preserve me with uprightness and integrity.

Show me Thy ways and teach me to see,

For I wait on Thee…I wait on Thee.

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Morning, noon, and night I pray

In the shadows of Thy wings let me stay.

Hear my voice when I cry aloud,

With head and knees humbly bowed.

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Have mercy on me and restore my soul,

‘Ere long this world takes its dreadful toll.

My hope is in Thee and shall always be,

For I wait on Thee…I wait on Thee.

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Praise and glory to Thee I sing

For You, oh Lord, are my everything.

My heart is fixed on heaven above,

On Your great and eternal love.

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Oh Lord, let my soul dwell at ease;

Grant me Your deep, everlasting peace.

Strengthen my heart; give me dignity,

For I wait on Thee…I wait on Thee.

Birds Are Winging Homeward

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Matthew 6:6   “But you, when you pray, enter into your closet, and when you have shut the door, pray to your Father which is in secret; and your Father which sees in secret shall reward you openly.”

If you hear me say, “I’ve got to go to my closet,” it is not what you think.  I’m not looking for wearing apparel. I must lift someone up to the Lord and need to retire to a quiet place, hence, my closet.

Did you play “Pretend” when you were a child?  Many of us did.  We would make believe we had an invisible friend to relate to, talk to; we’d just have fun.  This friend was as real as real could be, when you are a child.  One day you grow up and realize it was merely child’s play.

Now grown and no longer playing games, I hope you have a real friend, your personal Savior, Jesus Christ.  You can walk with Him and talk with Him, and He is as real as any person you’ve ever seen or imagined.  As grownups we call this interaction, prayer.   Jesus is there to share your needs, your joys, your burdens and those of others.  Look upon prayer as a serious privilege and duty, along with a deep relationship, a holy union.

What is really happening when you pray for the needs of another?  Do you understand this mystery?

You have taken their spirit’s need and drawn them into the presence of the Lord and formed a holy accord.  Quieting your mind and spirit, you enter into this prayer closet and tell it all to Jesus.  From your heart and soul, you bear those burdens to Him, and the Holy Spirit prays with you throughout this gathering.

Such as, “Lord, this is my friend, Mary, and she is in need of your help.  She is suffering from dizziness and severe headaches.   .   .   ”

You continue in spirit, hushed by the stillness and peace emanating from His presence.  It is a special moment when Spirit speaks with spirit.  In time you come away with the sense that the need is in God’s hand, and His peace reigns supreme in your heart and in the heart of the one in need.  The Lord has heard. . .and all is well.

Shalom

Jesus, Kneel Beside Me

~Allen Eastman Cross

Jesus, kneel beside me in the dawn of day;

Thine is prayer eternal—Teach me how to pray!

Master, work beside me in the shining sun;

Gently guide Thy servant till the work be done.

Saviour, watch beside me in the closing light;

Lo, the evening cometh—watch with me this night!

Birds are winging homeward, sun and shadow cease;

Savior, take my spirit to Thy perfect peace.

Amen.