I am re-learning what it looks like for me to sit in the arms of a God who really loves me. Not the pretty, all put together, I have it all figured out version of me, but the insecure, scared, knobby kneed little girl that does not have the strength anymore to climb the mountain alone. I am tired of getting halfway up the mountain and then sliding, falling crashing down to the bottom. How do I just be where I am at and let God carry me up the mountain. How! Here is a snippet from my devotion:
“My plan for your life is unfolding before you. Sometimes the road you are traveling seems blocked, or it opens up so painfully slowly that you must hold yourself back. Then, when time is right, the way before you suddenly clears-through no effort of your own. What you have longed for and worked for I present to you freely, as pure gift. You feel awed by the ease with which I operate in the world, and you glimpse My Power and My Glory.
Do not fear your weakness, for it is the stage on which My Power and Glory perform most brilliantly. As you persevere along the path I have prepared for you, depending on My Strength to sustain you, expect to see miracles-and you will. Miracles are not always visible to the naked eye, but those who live by faith can see them clearly. Living by faith, rather than sight, enables you to see My Glory.
Psalm 63:2; 2 Corinthians 5:7; John 11:40
It is always darkest before the dawn. So, I will let Jesus carry me into the dawn even though I cannot see it.
















