4/7/17
Jesus, my heart is hurting.
I see these precious faces,
And I can’t help but weep.
You have created them perfectly,
Yet they have experienced so much pain.
Their families gone,
No mom or dad,
Abuse, escape, deaths and sorrow.
They have every right to be angry,
To be bitter and just done.
But that’s when you step in.
You have called each one higher,
To a relationship with you,
To the love and comfort your joy brings.
I sit back and watch them dance.
You remind me what we pray,
“Break my heart for what breaks yours.”
You see the pain these girls have been through,
It breaks my heart,
But each one of these precious daughters
Bring me so much joy.
I treasure each one,
They are mine.
Papa, thank you for loving them.
Thank you for finding them
And picking each one to grow in your love.
You know each path,
And your plans are much greater than ours.
4/8/17
I listen as the birds sing.
I sit in the gentle breeze.
The leaves rustle while the sun shines.
The mountains in the distance stand in beauty.
The fields of trees dance in the wind.
I see your glory Father,
All around me.
You place each piece of your creation
here for us to behold.
Thank you for your presence here
And all around us.
4/9/17
Father, you are holy.
You are holy.
You sit on your throne in heaven,
And watch over us.
But you don’t just sit and watch,
You listen to our hearts.
You see us in our pain, in our joy,
In our laughter and in our tears.
And because you love us so much,
You send your son.
He came down for us,
And left Holy Spirit with us,
So you are with us always.
4/10/17
Jesus, you rule everything and everywhere.
Your hand is in every situation,
Even when we cannot see.
You orchestrate everything according to your will.
Each life is influenced by your plan.
When someone’s story doesn’t seem fair,
You are still in it.
When you hear of parents abandoning their child,
You are in that too.
Who are we to say what is good
and what is bad?
You take all things, good and bad,
And weave them into your beautiful story,
Because your ways
Are much higher than ours.
4/11/17
Thank you Father for the little things.
For the pumpkin and egg dish,
For the giggles throughout the day,
For the mountains, rain and fog,
For the trees that bend and sway.
I love your creation, God,
And I love your creativity.
Everything has beauty,
From the complex to the simple.
You are so good, God.
We look around and see you everywhere.
4/12/17
Today I am frustrated.
I woke up ready to go to bed.
Everything makes me want to yell,
“Why don’t you stop and go away?”
But you, Oh God,
You are perfect.
You don’t mess up.
And days like today I cling to that,
To knowing you are perfect
And you have a plan for everything.
4/13/17
Father, you are soverign.
You are with us every step of the way.
When I am happy and full of joy,
You are there.
When I miss my family and comforts of home,
You are there.
When I’m feeling ill,
You are still there.
You are our constant.
You are our rock.
