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Faith & The Big D

Month: April 2017 (page 1 of 2)

More- Five Minute Friday

When You’re Afraid to Hope For More.

Today's #FIveMinuteFriday post prompt is More... but what about when you're afraid to hope for more?

Yay! It’s another #FiveMinuteFriday day and I’m so glad to see you here! The #fmf is when we write for only five minutes freely based on a prompt, but when 5 minutes is up, we stop. If you’d like to know more, please visit Kate Motaung’s page here. Today’s word- prompt is *more*.

{And… go.}

Sometimes I’m afraid to hope for more. Which probably seems odd coming from a believer, but it’s true.

Lately my chronic D has been less active than usual. This is good, right?

And I know this is because of my insistence on creating a life built around rest, self-care, prayer, and being fully aware of my own triggers and stressors and eliminating them from my day-to-day. I have been very deliberate about this, and for whatever reason, I’m seeing the result of feeling like myself for a while.

It’s the “for a while” part that’s daunting.

I’d like more.

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Sing- Five Minute Friday

#FiveMinuteFriday Sing... that time He sang to me in the middle of the night...

Time for this week’s #FiveMinuteFriday and the prompt today is the word ‘sing’. Set your timers and write flat out for five minutes.
Then join us here to link up and share with this great community!

{And…. go.}

I recall a day a couple years ago that was just one of those days that feels all busted up, no matter what you do.

And at around midnight, wide awake and all the stress of that day sitting hard on my heart, and making it hard to breathe, I gathered myself into a much loved quilt and shuffled out to sit in the darkness on the porch in the summer silence.

Tears simmered near the surface, and I curled into my old wicker chair in the shadows, and tried hard to see past the crud of the day to the show of stars dotting the sky with His handiwork.

I needed peace. I needed shelter. I needed Him.

Suddenly lines from a worship chorus spilled from desperate lips into all the still, reflecting how alone and solitary I felt, barely a whisper really. Like when you’re drowning.

I called. You answered. And You came to my rescue and I….”

I couldn’t sing the last line.

My whispered song choked off.

I was busted up inside from anxiety and my depression and tasks failed and promises disabled and things yelled and I’d carried a broken-up feeling all day.

I almost had no strength left to call out to the One who needed to come and rescue.

There isn’t much that can break through that kind of brokeness.

But He’s God.

And He can. In the profound space of something simple, He can.

And with a solid-ness so real it took my breath from me, the Father sang the final line back to me.

“And I, I want to be where you are…”

So clearly that I worried people were going to scramble from sleeping houses in confusion.

So clear it was like He’d settled in the chair beside me and sang into my ear.

A warm deep booming beauty of a Voice singing back His promise to never leave me or forsake me.

A warm deep beauty of a Voice singing back His promise to never leave me or forsake me. #fmfparty Click To Tweet

When the Creator King sings over you, it pretty much dispels all chaos, all the built-up awful, and keeps you locked into His rich mercy and gentle grace.

Into His presence.

You have to know, much like being on holy ground, I was locked into my chair, breathless for the better, weeping, wowed.

Scripture says that He sings over us, that He renews us with it and with His love in song.

Sometimes it turns out, He likes to be literally taken at His Word.

And is there in the middle of the broken days, alongside of us.

Our Companion, humming His love song over us.

{And…. stop.}

I know my five minutes is up, but I’m also linking this song… because the minute I hear it, it takes me back to that night on the porch under the stars at midnight curled into my Father as He sang. I pray it speaks to you and fills you up, today!

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The Faith-Science of Courage

Bethany McIlrath guest post The Faith Science of Courage

It’s a true pleasure to welcome back a friend and fellow blogger to the blog today who’s such a sweet and generous soul, not to mention a fabulous prayer warrior to have in your corner. Her words never fail to encourage and build up, and you know they are all tried-and-true words, straight from her own heart experiences. It’s my pleasure to turn this little corner of the blogging world over to Bethany McIlrath. Please give her a heartfelt welcome!
And be sure to check out her prior visit to the blog as well!

Beneath the headache-inducing fluorescent lights of the high school’s health classroom, my scrawny self learned something life changing.

It didn’t seem all that scientific back then.

I learned the word resilient.

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Paid In Full

Our freedom on this day in history, paid in full on the cross at Calvary!

I wrote an Easter post about freedom a while back. About true freedom.

This week I kept preaching it to myself. I don’t want to take for granted the freedom given.

Not that day two thousand years ago, and certainly not now.

It wasn’t pretty, and it wasn’t easy, but Friday was a holy payment for a bondage we could never have broken away from on our own.

Easter is about salvation from eternal captivity.

After all the struggle, the battle, the death on the cross, Sunday arrives with boldness.

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