it's only by grace that I am able to be free everyday!
A little ohh and ahhs...
Author: Kristina Schnepf
"But I'm in the very presence of God—
Oh, how refreshing it is! I've made Lord God my home.
God, I'm telling the world what you do!"
PSALM 73:28 [message]
Refuge. There is a safety that comes when I say that word. What is my refuge? Is it me, trying to fight off hurts and pain? Do I try to got to war with things I cannot battle on my own? Sure. I try. But I definitely do not succeed. It is then that I see that it is only He who can be my refuge. The strong fortress I am yearning for. The protector I need. Instead of warding off pain and hurt, I see that the times I try to play God- my refuge, I tend to bring on the hardships. Then I end up in this puddle of dissatisfaction. I begin to hate life and things around me. It's exactly what the enemy wants me to believe. Well no more to that. I am proclaiming that Lord God is my home... He is my place of refuge; of peace. It is here where I will abide forever.
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If only you could have been a fly on my wall two nights ago, you would have had a great display of a 24 year old woman letting the kid inside her jump out. Snow had come to Monroe, NC!!! Once I saw the radar online I jumped out of my bed and into the room across the hall. As I trekked through the treacherous lands of Rachel's room, tripping over shoes and stumbling on piles of cloths, I made it to the window. I took a deep breath, closed my eyes and prayed for a second, then quickly opened the curtains. I gasped as I saw small little snow flakes falling from the black sky. I ran back through the tumulus path and threw on my large winter jacket. I practally flew down the stairs. I ran out the front door and stood in the front courtyard for a few moments. What beauty! For those few moments, I felt nothing but peace. I was so happy. That night I tossed and turned in anticipation for the morning. I heard the sound of rain falling and knew that there would most likely be no snow in the morning. When my alarm went off I fought with the desire to get out of bed. Still hearing the rain, I doubted to see any reminance of the beauty I saw falling from the sky earlier that night. I went back to the same window, and this time when I opened the curtains, this is what I saw...
