But those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint.
Father God in a world that demands much, spiritual renewal is needed daily. Sadly, the process of regenerating one’s mind is grossly overlooked because of the demands of life. As a result, many that love you are unable to take hold of your promise; therefore, today’s request is asking for you to fill your empty vessels with peace that will allow the renewing of the spirit. Amen
May the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be acceptable in Your sight, Lord, my rock and my Redeemer.
Psalm 19:14 NASB
Lord, I should not be lost for words when praying. Everyday brings a new blessing. If nothing else, I can give praise of thanksgiving for the wonderful life I live. Knowing I can always expect your love and acceptance in abundance. Amen
Jesus answered, ‘Everyone who drinks this water will be thirsty again, 14 but whoever drinks the water I give them will never thirst. Indeed, the water I give them will become in them a spring of water welling up to eternal life.’
Wow! As I read this passage I think about my current situation and a memory that has fallen to the back of my mind because of daily living. The memory is one of few I have of my dad.
Naw! My dad didn’t die when I was a child. He died about ten or so years ago. He was so verbally abusive. Poor guy! He had not a clue that as an adult I limited the time I spent with him because his words were poison to my soul. His abuse was done out of love and desire for me to achieve. However, enough said about my dad and his harsh words. Well anywho . . .
One morning my mom asked my dad to go to 7-Eleven and get my brother an ICEE. An ICEE was a flavored frozen beverage that was either blue or red back in my day. My mom wanted to put a tasty drink in the fridge. So, when my brother woke he would find his treat as she’d “promised.” My dad . . . Lord, have mercy! My dad began to spout his cock-eyed wisdom about children learning to deal with disappointments. But! My mom wasn’t having it! She went to the convenience store and purchased the frozen treat herself! Let’s pray!
Father God, thank you again for another day. Thank you for your kept promise to be everlasting water. That whoever shall drink your water will never thirst again. It’s a source for navigating through life. It cuts through rocky situations and pulls us out of muddy environments. It helps all who believe arrive safely to appointed and sometimes unknown destinations. Therefore, thank you for just being the loveable you, the almighty God that keeps His word! Amen
Okay! I am a day late posting my message for Inspirational Friday’s but here it is! I found this story and it was untitled so I gave it a title today. I felt it was like a beautiful baby wanting to be affirmed by words of acceptance. It packs a powerful message about being blessed regardless of bad attitudes.
This is from an old story, back in the ’30s, in the days when an ice cream sundae cost much less. A 10 year-old boy entered a hotel coffee shop and sat at a table. A waitress put a glass of water in front of him.
“How much is an ice cream sundae?” the little boy asked.
“Fifty cents,” replied the waitress.
The little boy pulled his hand out of his pocket and studied the coins he had. “Well, how much is a plain dish of ice cream?” he inquired.
By now, more people were waiting for a table and the waitress was growing very impatient. “Thirty-five cents,” she brusquely replied.
The little boy again counted his coins. “I’ll have the plain ice cream,” he said.
The waitress brought the ice cream, put the bill on the table and walked away. The boy finished the ice cream, paid the cashier and left. When the waitress came back, she began to cry. As she wiped down the table, there placed neatly beside the empty dish were two nickels and five pennies. You see, he couldn’t have the sundae because he had to have enough money to leave her a tip.
We are not human beings trying to be spiritual. We are spiritual beings trying to be human. ~ Jacquelyn Small
Whether women were human fascinated the English writer D. H. Lawrence, who often explored this conundrum in his work. “Man is willing to accept women as an equal, as a man in skirts, as an angel, a devil, a baby face, a machine, an instrument, a bosom, a womb, a pair of legs, a servant, and encyclopedia, and ideal or an obscenity; the one thing he won’t accept her as is a human being, a real human being of the feminine sex.”
Perhaps the reason men find it so difficult to accept women as human beings is because we’re not, and deep down everyone knows it. But often women forget their Divinity as they go about their daily round. How often do we excuse ourselves with the expression, “well, I’m only human.”
No, you’re not, and neither am I. We forget we’re spiritual beings appearing for a brief span on this planet as humans. I certainly forgot that this morning when my daughter stayed home from school because she’s sick. Again. In a little while, I’ll have to take her to the doctor for a strep test and my entire work day will have been disrupted. I’m frustrated and angry; not at Katie—at real life, at deadlines. But did she realize that, when I rolled my eyes at the thought of another day gone awry? I don’t think so.
Spiritual beings do not sweat real life’s small stuff. They also know that most of what drives us crazy in real life is small stuff. The only thing that isn’t small stuff is the reason you’re on earth in the first place: to find that portion of the world’s lost heart that only you can ransom with your love and authentic gifts and then return it, so that all of us can experience Wholeness.
A spiritual being knows that the work will be waiting for her when she gets back from the doctor’s office. A spiritual being knows that there is no such thing as a deadline. Deadlines are chronos, the world’s time; Divinity knows only kairos, Eternity. The being knows that the only thing that’s not small stuff today is caring fro and comforting a sick child.
This spiritual being might have also known that this morning if she’d taken five minutes to center herself.
Scripture tells us that men were created a little above the angels. But don’t ever forget that women were the climax of the Spirit’s creativity cycle. After woman was created, Wisdom realized there was no need to proceed further: this superior being would save the world.
Big things are expected of us.
As for me, there’s a lost heart that needs to be ransomed by a spiritual being trying to be human.