Sunday’s Comin!

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Today has been one of those days where everything seemed a little hopeless, a little dark. Outside my window I could see that winter still had it’s grip on the earth. No leaves on the trees, no flowers blooming, neither snow nor ice on the ground either. Just another day of nothing in particular.

Ever had those days? “What are you expecting today?” “Oh, nothing in particular.” And that is what you get: Nothing in particular.

I did the usual things to wake my spirit up to His goodness and love, but….by afternoon I was still not feeling it. No spark of joy when I read my devotion; no revelation as I read the Word. So I just did the usual things you do. I was tired, and wanted to take a nap.

Finally, I walked out into my yard. It was a delightful day outside and I decided to go for a long over due walk around my neighborhood. Rather than call one of my children and talk as I walked, I listened to music. One of my fav is Gungor’s “The Earth is Yours.”

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The upbeat sounds began to sink in my soul and my step picked up a little bit. I found myself smiling and singing along. Then I began to see. The sun was going down and the beautiful pinks and purples and oranges were filling the skies through the stark branches of the trees. The yellow bells were beginning to pop out of bare stems that just last week had no life at all. Sort of like from my lifeless heart a little flicker of unexpected joy began to rise. Not so much, mind you, but a tiny spark slipped out!

One neighbor had put in some new landscaping that looked so nice and manicured. I liked that. New neighbors? When did they move in with their cute little purple playhouse and the trampoline in the back? I watched as the youngster did a flip and throw her hands up in victory. I shared her imagined moment of triumph as she received a ‘10’ for the Olympic gold! Was that a surge of joy I felt? Oh Yeah! Now I’m feeling it!

Suddenly I began to see the signs everywhere: The tender little lily pushing up the hard soil; The green buds getting ready to burst open on the Japanese magnolia and the buttercups. The hope that comes as signs of spring begin to emerge from the dormancy of winter was slowly awakening from the hidden places in my soul.

It was then that the Holy Spirit whispered quietly, “It seems like Friday night, But Sunday’s comin!” The Friday night after the Lord’s sacrifice on the Cross seemed very dreary, hopeless and dark. Jesus’ followers went into hiding as fear rose in their hearts. The one they had looked to for deliverance was now dead and buried in the grave. Oh yes, my friend, that was a dark Friday night. They just didn’t know that Sunday was coming!

I didn’t get the winter snow that I love so much. There are still no leaves on the trees, the days are short and my flip flops are tucked away in the deep recesses of my closet. My day started off a little dark and dreary too. But just as these little signs speak of the hope of spring, my heart shouts “It may feel like Friday night, But Sunday’s Comin!”

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His world is a beautiful place full of hope, joy and beauty, even in the winter. And even in the winter season of your life. But don’t despair,

Sunday’s comin!

and so is the spring.

THE EARTH IS YOURS!

by Gungor

January 29 – Mount Tabor

Excellent for anyone pressing deeper into His presence. the signal fire has been lit for our soul to ‘go up to the mountain of the Lord!”

THE RIVER WALK

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Who may climb the mountain of the Lord? Who may stand in his holy place? (Psalm 24:3)

Read: Exodus 8:1-9:35, Matthew 19:13-30, Psalm 24:1-10, Proverbs 6:1-5

Relate: Above there is a picture of a mountain followed by today’s verse asking who may climb the mountain of the Lord. I just want to clear up any possible confusion by saying right up front that no, the picture above isn’t the mountain of the Lord. The “mountain of the Lord” is Jerusalem. Often called Mount Zion in the Bible, Jerusalem has a much more gradual incline than this mountain pictured here. Just because the climb is gradual, however, doesn’t mean it is an easy ascent. Anyone coming from Galilee in the north to worship in Jerusalem during one of the festivals would not consider that final stretch very easy. They would head south towards Jericho and then cut west up to Jerusalem. From Jericho to Jerusalem is a…

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Winter, Where Did You Go?

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Love winter

I love the cool, crisp air of winter! I love sitting by my fireplace, drinking coffee and just ‘Being.’ I love to watch breath freeze as others are talking and laughing and perhaps even building a snowman, although snowmen are rare in North Mississippi.

Basically I enjoy all of the seasons! but winter is my fav. Two weeks ago we had snow, ice and temperatures in the teens. Then POW! it turned to spring. after only one week of winter. Today the temperature climbed to 73 degrees, with a promise of the same tomorrow.

The scripture ‘be ready in all seasons’ takes on a whole new meaning. Get out your coat and gloves. Nope! Find those tee shirts I had already put away. This morning I felt a little grumbly because I wanted it to be cold weather. It is January, for heaven’s sake! I felt the quiet nudging of the Holy Spirit to shift my attitude to gratitude. Be thankful, even when the winter doesn’t feel like winter. Be thankful for the small window of cold and snow a couple of weeks ago.

Looking back over the seasons of my life, I find that many of the seasons I enjoyed so much were over way too short also. One minute I was getting a grip on being the mom of toddlers, and Boom! They were teens. I blinked and we were planning weddings and having grand babies. Just like our short week of winter, I miss those short seasons too. But rather than complain, I am grateful that I did have those seasons, as short as they seemed.

Today, I will remember the good seasons of my life and be grateful for the sweet memories. And I will choose to be grateful for 73 degree weather in January, smile and remember that we DID have at least one week of winter!

Soon it will be Spring. Then Summer. Then Autumn. AND THEN it will be winter again!

Actually I love all the beautiful Seasons!