"You are the light of the world. A city on a hill cannot be hidden. Neither do people light a lamp and put it under a bowl. Instead they put it on its stand, and it gives light to everyone in the house." Matthew 5:14-15

"Again, the kingdom of heaven is like a merchant looking for fine pearls. When he found one of great value, he went away and sold everything he had and bought it." Matthew 13:45-46
Showing posts with label Devotion. Show all posts
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Friday, October 9, 2015

Where Does Your Help Come From?

I lift my eyes toward the mountains.
Where will my help come from?
My help comes from the Lord,
the Maker of heaven and earth.
Psalm 121:1-2 (HCSB)

Every morning I walk I think of these verses. I live in the valley, between two mountain ranges. Most days I can see the mountains clearly. Even when clouds shroud the landscape, I know the mountains are there.

I take rest in knowing my help comes from God. The other morning as I walked, I was weighted down by discouragement, disappointment and hurts from the day before. While I prayed and walked the Lord showed me I don't have to live in the past, but each day I can look to Him for help and peace. Only when I focus on Him is my heart changed.

I love my times with the Lord each morning. It's only in Him I find true rest and help. Seek Him out today. He's waiting for you.

Monday, September 28, 2015

Clinging to the Rock



From the end of the earth I will cry to You,
When my heart is overwhelmed;
Lead me to the rock that is higher than I.
Psalm 61:2 (NKJV)


Sunshine flashed for a second as the track opened to daylight before being submersed in a tunnel again. My hands had a death grip on the silver bar that was to keep me from flying out of the race car on Disney's Test Track. Why had I agreed to go on this ride with my husband? My knuckles turned white as I continued to cling and pray the ride would soon be over.

This memory flitted through my mind as I drove to a conference upstate this summer. The section of road I traveled had sheer rock walls on either side. As I passed a car, I noticed a tree growing out of a precipice. It stood tall, it's roots clinging to the rock face. The tree had obviously withstood the storms of life and still remained standing.

I couldn't help but think about my need to cling to God, the Rock. In the midst of struggles and trails
and unforeseen things in my life, I can go to the one who loves me and knows me intimately. I need to seek my Rock every day, not just in the storms of life. I shouldn't wait until I'm overwhelmed by situations, but instead have a continual relationship with my Heavenly Father. I desire for others to see in me how I fasten myself to the Rock.

When have you been led to God and sought His face? This moment is the perfect time to cling to the Rock.