tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185744470283939886.post6651101180781038922..comments2023-04-24T20:27:37.316-07:00Comments on *anticipate: to look forward to: Only BegunUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185744470283939886.post-61255114145369551492011-11-12T20:51:53.801-08:002011-11-12T20:51:53.801-08:00What a beautiful poem--I'm going to write it i...What a beautiful poem--I'm going to write it in my quote book, and then I'm off to read about Annie Johnson Flint. So glad to have you in my life, Misha...even if it's "just" your blog! :-)Nikkihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02227591186996624142noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185744470283939886.post-24327390595593742722011-11-03T06:40:17.146-07:002011-11-03T06:40:17.146-07:00Oh how I love that song. Years ago, shortly after ...Oh how I love that song. Years ago, shortly after my dad was diagnosed with melanoma, my grandfather was asked to sing at my mom's church, and asked me to accompany him on the piano. He had chosen two favourites to sing - I don't think he really though about how it spoke into our circumstances, but oh, how it did. Such a comfort, that song. (If you haven't heard it in song form, I encourage you to look it up - so beautiful!)Raehttp://www.raesdaze.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185744470283939886.post-53340039208013667582011-10-29T06:48:05.121-07:002011-10-29T06:48:05.121-07:00this is so beautiful.this is so beautiful.Jessica Stockhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08944990982584233095noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185744470283939886.post-42746010343924516372011-10-26T23:36:10.920-07:002011-10-26T23:36:10.920-07:00On a loney coast in Arabia with heat and three sma...On a loney coast in Arabia with heat and three small ones in my care I learned this very thing. You say it so beautifully. God brought me to Romans during that time and revealed the mystery of what He meant by 'I am dead but alive in Him'. At the end of me, and dispairing of hope for the future I finally understood that being dead is not the anilation of myself but the door to a freedom to enjoy His presence and power and provision without my help or imvolvement. I was free to not be needed, or depended upon. i was free just to be me. I learned how to recieve love fully and rest in being cared for. Now, I live in a mountain village that is at war. I sleep at night with tanks bombing houses in the distance and know that some places where I go to buy food people are being shot. But never in my life have I been so at peace. Because I am dead...He is alive in me. I know he leads me will do the work I can not. What I am doing with my life and my family these days is beyond me...but my calling is about what he can do, not about what I can do. Since I gave it ALL to Him, agreed to die, and rest, I worry less about what I can do and trust and wait to see what he will do. I obey Him with a glad heart for He has given me an easy yoke. In this life with Him I feel more like a princess than ever before and I marvel daily at the successes he allows me to share in. May His offer of freedom via our death seem as it is, a door to a brand new life...a life abundant and free.Sarahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10848602351510580682noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8185744470283939886.post-84662589898431127172011-10-26T10:18:04.169-07:002011-10-26T10:18:04.169-07:00I am so very excited to find out that I have some ...I am so very excited to find out that I have some catching up to do over here...I am going to be back with a cup of tea to curl up with your beauty and words as a reward for checking off my to-do list for today. Love you and praying for you, my entirely lovely friend.xoChellehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16380504004257948038noreply@blogger.com