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October 14, 2013
IF: You are Hungry for Something More
Sometimes you wanna go where no one knows your name or cares about names — but they know the contours of your soul.
Somewhere where no one cares who anyone’s name is, or what letters they have behind it or if it’s been in big lights.
But they care where you’ve been and where you’re going and how you are becoming your real name, who you really are, how your name is etched deep into the palm of His hands and you can lay your weary head down in His palms with your engraved name and you can rest.
Sometimes you wanna go where everybody is brave and real and there is space saved at that table for you, for gentle eyes to really see and look into you — to welcome the honest, realest version of you.
The real, beautiful you begs it of you: Be unafraid of living unmasked.
Christ only graces the faces of the unmasked.
I went to Austin in September.
And I sat with women who left their armor at the door, who let their brave hearts fill the room and Jesus filled the space and we ate and we sang and we washed each other’s hands and our cheeks were wet with unashamed awe at God and what Love can do.
Women are hungry.
We are hungry for authenticity and simplicity and vulnerability. We are hungry for assessibility and connectivity and humility. We are hungry for integrity and and we are hungry for gritty change.
We are missing Jesus.
The Jesus that gets dirt under your fingernails, the Jesus that gets you on your knees and into the hurt of this world, the Jesus that turns everything on its head because He’s only interested in hearts. The Jesus that loves the underdog and the outcast and the overlooked. That Jesus.
When everything is slick, it can be hard to hold on to Jesus.
What IF– if there was a space that wasn’t a conference as much as a confederation of world-changers. What IF – if there was space that wasn’t a conference because it wasn’t confined to only one place — but was global and local and visonal. What IF — there was a space that wasn’t a conference as much as it was a configuring of women shoulder to shoulder, a shaping of women to reshape the world, a constructing of a space where the hurt could come and find healing in the wrestle?
What IF — there was a space for women to go deep and touch the depths of God?
What IF — if you joined the IF: GATHERING in February – a space to throw open the doors, a space to webcast anywhere, accessible to anyone, a space for the bruised and the beaten, the ragamuffins and rejected, a space for the cynics and the skeptics and the sidelined, for the famished and the forgotten and for everyone done with facades.
A space for introverts and not-quite converts and for anyone wanting to invert this world into an Upside-Down Kingdom. A space for those 18 to 81 who count themselves part of the #EstherGeneration and who are willing to risk it all for such a time as this — because they aren’t willing to waste their one wild lives and all of eternity.
IF: Gathering — a gathering not limited to one city, one demographic, one price, one voice — because we are desperate to never limit God.
IF: Gathering — a gathering of no set cost, no obstacles. Give freely and come freely. 1200 seats are waiting at IF : Austin on February 7-8, 2014. Or gather women at your local coffee shop, neighborhood, church for IF: Local which will be webcasting IF:Austin so the women in Uganda can be at the table beside the women in Nepal beside the women in Utah.
The crazy team of us praystorming this, all of us, we are specifically inviting you — Registration for IF : Austin opens Tuesday, October 15th at 11:00 AM Central. However, women who are subscribed to our email list will get to register on Monday. Sign up here to for your early invitation. No ticket price: there’s a place waiting at the table for anyone who wants to come.
Registration to the webcasts for IF:Local is unlimited. Just register October 15th and we will send you ideas and resources to GATHER with us right. where. you. are.
The real feasting always begins at home. The real fire of IF will happen at IF:Local — organic, grassroots, local — love it. Because IF isn’t about an event — it’s about making your LIFE the event. Gather with women in your local community that you want to do LIFE with — gather in your home, rent a cottage, gather on a streetcorner, a church basement, at the beach, a mountaintop, the other side of the railroad tracks, a hut, anywhere — and we will all GATHER at the TABLE. IF:Local will experience everything of IF:AUSTIN — without the cost of flights or accommodation — and with the advantage of gathering with women who will grow deep and authentically and wildly with you next week, next month, next year. The real fire of IF will happen at IF:Local . Let Him do this thing in us.
If you believe in this hungry vision of Come One, Come All, then we ask that you earnestly pray about giving a donation to support IF : Gathering through our partners at Pure Charity here. This vision isn’t cheap. But we don’t believe in cheap grace and or in miserly sisterhood.
Us on the leadership team of the IF:GATHERING — we are hungry. We are hungry enough to believe God can move hearts to make a way for her sister to get to the table. We are hungry enough to believe that thousands of widow’s mites might add up to mighty movement of God. We are hungry enough to believe that God’s people will be generous enough to make a difference in this generation, for all eternity.
We are hungry enough to believe that a feast might happen and it could begin with you: an insatiable, contagious, global appetite for Soul Bread.
Maybe it’s time…
Maybe we’ve been gazing among the treetops looking for something which can only be grasped at the roots.
Maybe it’s time to go deep. Maybe we’ve been Missing Him too long...
Maybe soulmates are not found when you stay on your own quiet island. You must take to the louder ocean and look on islands of quiet.
Maybe it’s time to set out, reach out.
Maybe you cannot thrive where you are untouchable… Soul growth only happens in the soil of vulnerability.
Maybe it’s time to let yourself be touched.
Maybe it’s time for IF ….
Sometime you wanna go where everybody knows what it is to be enfolded… enriched… enflamed …
This is Day 14.
Sometimes you miss home.
Even when you’re home.
Sometimes you miss Him.
Even when He’s everywhere.
Day 12 in a #31Days series:
Missing Him: 31 Days of Jesus – and not missing what can’t be missed.
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Dare to take your invitation to not miss — what can’t be missed?
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Give thanks to the Lord! His Love Endures Forever!
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October 12, 2013
Only the Good Stuff: Sharing the Links that Feed the Soul
Missing Him : Slowing to see the Harvest around the world this weekend
Missing Him: Offering yourself in the place of another…
One extraordinary teen apologizes for the actions of his father
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Missing Him: Living like Jesus —
How Can we be Agents for Change– right. where. we. are.
One Person can Make a difference and be the hands and feet of Christ to the world
Missing Him: Living like Jesus: How to live like this?
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Missing Him: A Challenge for every mom — so the grace of now is not missed
Missing Him: in our words — Making Your Words Matter
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Weekend Read : young people in your home? know some teen girls?
Speak Love: Making Your Words Matter is a five star read.
It really is time to eradicate The Mean Girl. Our Hope-girl devoured this read — has the Speak Love sticker on her computer.
Real life-change for young girls. I can’t get enough of Annie Downs and her #31Days series on Speak Love
Missing Him: The Gospel in Four Minutes
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That’s all, this weekend, good friends–
Go slow. Be God-struck. Grant grace. Live Truth.
Give Thanks. Love well. Re – joice.
Be the G.I.F.T.
This is Day 12.
Sometimes you miss home.
Even when you’re home.
Sometimes you miss Him.
Even when He’s everywhere.
Day 12 in a #31Days series:
Missing Him: 31 Days of Jesus – and not missing what can’t be missed.
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Dare to take your invitation to not miss — what can’t be missed?
Looking forward to what #31Days hold with you… and Him.
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October 11, 2013
How to Find Peace? What the Answer is . . . . When You Just Want Answers
So the day our 6th child is born, a straight line wind rips through, tears trees in the woods straight out of the ground.
We name the baby born in a storm, we name her Shalom.
Her name means peace in Hebrew.
We name her Shalom and she is born the day a storm mangles all our countryside, tears the roofs off a half a dozen barns, and Shalom means wholeness – and what if she never finds that in her storms —wholeness and peace and rest?
Yeah, that can happen to a woman. Ask me how I know.
When we gather the kids to introduce them to their baby sister, our firstborn son, Caleb, looks up at his dad and says what every parent of a newborn wants to hear when they announce a baby’s name: “You’re kidding right?”
Um…. What? Kidding over a Hebrew name? Or kidding that us Voskamps aren’t known for shalom but for being loud scrappers, being messy wrestlers? Yeah, yeah, don’t answer that .. and the boy grins.
Yeah, so I have been known to wrestle hard with God.
My lips may have said yes to God’s grace of the Messiah – but my life has said No to God’s gift of this moment – the laundry basket dumped in the mudroom, the brothers bickering over a bike, the soup burning on the stove.
I may want Christ – but to be crucified?
I may want to be in Christ – but to be inconvenienced?
I may want to be rescued – but to be refined?
My word to God, it has been a divided word– Yes and No.
And heart divided against Him cannot stand. And she who lives with fork tongue to God, she pierces her own heart. Been there, done that.
I have known storms – and haven’t let peace birth in my heart.
The wind has blown hard. And I have not moved.
But every moment my inner heart is saying No to the God of the universe – I am say saying Yes to the enemy of my soul. We are always saying yes to Someone.
Shalom, our peace child, peace born in a storm — when she wasn’t quite 8 months old, Shalom wakes one night in our bed in this wailing cry, hair all damp and curled to her forehead in fear.
So I draw all her wracking sobs up close.
Anxiously, her fingers find my face. Hardly catching her breath between sobs, she brushes her fingertips along my lips, touches my cheek. Like fingertips tentatively feeling along the embossing of Braille, again and again, she lightly reads my face. All she needs to touch is my face —
And I keep whispering to her assurance: “Shalom… Shalom…”
And there it is in the dark: Yeth?
And I sit right up in bed. Is that Shalom talking?
So I whisper it again: Shalom?
And this little bundle pulls herself up and she cups my face and she says, “Yeth?”
Just a breathy, whispery – YETH.
In the middle of a very dark room, she says her very first word — YES. Shalom, peace, the child born in a storm – her first word is YES.
She needed no holding, no rocking, nothing else to fill her.
Just to feel for a face. Just to feel all this love. That was enough for her to say Yes.
Peace isn’t the absence of the dark. Peace is the assurance of God’s presence in the midst of the dark.
And when we want peace – we only need to say yes to God’s purposes.
The boys are scuffling. I have no idea where my wallet is. I may or may not be losing a bit of my mind.
And I look around at the counters and the laundry and I can’t find any peace because I forget Peace is a Person, not a place.
And I can feel it in me – my yes to the enemy with all these voices in my head: “You are such a loser! You are such a mess! You are such a failure.”
And it comes surer, right in the midst of the domestic dark, this divine doxology –
In Me you are not wrecked. You are rescued.
In Me you aren’t a mess. You are made new.
In Me you aren’t ever a loser – you are lavished with love.
Why it so hard to believe what He says about you?
Why it so hard to say yes to His yes to you?
Why not say Yes to the way He loves you in every Moment?
A life contemplating the love of Christ is the catalyst to acting out the love of Christ.
And if we want more Yes to God actions in our life — we need more Yes to God contemplations in our life.
Yes to the blessings and yes to the ugly and yes to the beautiful and yes to the love and to His will and to the saving sovereignty of God in this moment who can’t stop serenading with His grace. In our dark, just to keep whispering our breathy, child-like yes.
In the Old Testament, the word “to will” is abah. “To will – to intend, to choose” — to decide your yes — abah.
To make your will agree with God’s Will – that is how we say yes to God.
The Word abah, it’s there in Isa 19:20:
If ye be willing and obedient, ye shall eat the good of the land.
If you are abah, willing and obedient – if you say yes to God – you shall eat of the land.
There is no yield in our lives, until there is Yes to the Lord in our hearts.
Abah – “to will” – it literally means “to breathe after” or “to long for.”
We are saying yes – to whatever we are breathing after.
What do I breathe after? Some kind of acceptance? Some kind of accomplishment? Some kind of Pinterest-perfected life?
Why in this crazy world doesn’t my soul pant after God like a deer panteth for the water?
My first word in the dark, in the storm – it could be that word that brings peace: Yes, God – Yes.
Because this is the thing:
God names Himself — -and He names Himself that which is the sound of our own breathing. He names Himself that which is our very breath.
God names Himself that which is to be our very will — our very yes to Him.
As long as we are breathing – our lives are meant to say Yes to God.
It could be like that:
Our hearts are like water and the Holy Spirit is like the wind –
and at the slightest breathing of the Word of God, the whole of a life might respond.
The whole of a life can become the breath of Yes to God.
These moving, expanding circles of obedience and surrender and yes to God —
reaching further and further out into the world for the glory of His Son.
This is Day 11.
Sometimes you miss home.
Even when you’re home.
Sometimes you miss Him.
Even when He’s everywhere.
Day 9 in a #31Days series:
Missing Him: 31 Days of Jesus – and not missing what can’t be missed.
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Dare to take your invitation to not miss — what can’t be missed?
Looking forward to what #31Days hold with you… and Him.
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October 10, 2013
Missing Him: Calling on Jesus {Cyber-Disconnect to Soul-Connect}
Calling on Jesus:
The world is loud today. The speed is fast.
In You, I am not addicted to speed.
In You, I am rehabilitated: I don’t have to shoot up with Performance.
I have to rest in what You have already performed — and let You form me.
There is no such thing as self-made men. There are only receiving-grace men.
Rest is how I receive the rest of You.
Just. Keep. Breathing.:
You whisper today: Come away with Me.
And why wouldn’t I say Yes? I’ve been missing You.
In islands of time of cyber-disconnecting — there is the rescue of soul-connecting.
Cyber-disconnect to soul-connect.
Christ graces in a thousand faces —
and when we miss looking into faces — we miss Christ.
Today, I am slowing
and seeing –
and receiving You.
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Today’s Soul Food:
“Are you tired? Worn out? Burned out on religion?
Come to Me. Get away with Me and you’ll recover your life….
Learn the unforced rhythms of grace…
Keep company with Me and you’ll learn to live freely and lightly.“
This is Day 10.
Sometimes you miss home.
Even when you’re home.
Sometimes you miss Him.
Even when He’s everywhere.
Day 10 in a #31Days series:
Missing Him: 31 Days of Jesus – and not missing what can’t be missed.
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Dare to take your invitation to not miss — what can’t be missed?
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October 9, 2013
When You’re Missing Feeling Loved: How to Practice the Presence of God {Pt. 2}
Yeah, so Brother Lawrence has his sacred spuds.
And I’ve got this bag of rotting carrots pulling up a burial blanket of fleecing mold in the bottom of the fridge —
and a bunch of girls making brownies and a sink overflowing with a motley crew of pots that have lost handles.
You can lose your precarious way by 10 in the morning.
Yeah, they can crank the speakers right up on Sunday morning and play the worship music so loud your inner cochlear quakes for mercy and they can flash the 3 point outline in pixels up there on the screen before the final prayer —- but everybody ends up just going home to the kitchen to find something to eat.
Brother Lawrence and his potatoes are on to something….
Theology can be talked about on Sundays, recorded at conferences – but it’s lived in kitchens or it dies at tables.
Doctrine in the kitchen is doctrine in real life.
Don’t belittle everyday pots and pans — they are the means to carry theology into the everyday of our lives.
The mother in the kitchen is the one who can actually give life to the words of the speaker on the platform. Platform words are dead words – until brave people live them out in the kitchen.
Two cousins pour and stir over the stove, loud and lovely I count out a bunch of sweet spuds across the counter. There is light at the window.
What had that Brother Lawrence said?
“The time of business does not differ with me from the time of prayer.
And in the noise and clatter of my kitchen, while several persons are at the same time calling for different things, I possess God in as great tranquility as if I were on my knees.”
And, yeah, there are kids and there is loud and there is clatter — but this is all that matters:
When you have an overwhelmed world, you don’t have to have an underwhelmed soul — if Christ fills the thoughts.
Exhaling can feel like the beginning of a divine conversation. I exhale again. The girls measure out the butter, ask for a spatula. I rummage through a drawer looking for the peeler for the sweet potatoes.
God’s presence needs no practicing because God’s presence has no end. God presence needs no practicing because it’s perfect and it’s present everywhere.
God’s presence needs no practicing – we’re the one who need to practice waking to it.
God’s presence doesn’t need practicing – His presence needs to be breathed.
You don’t practice His presence. You practice being present to His presence in this present moment. Practicing the presence of God is the practice of self-discipline.
In the midst of everything calling for my attention – the point is to never stop leaning into Who is calling me.
“Can you find the 1/4 cup?” Shalom’s holding the recipe card.
“Got it!” Her cousin laughs, holds vintage orange tupperware up like a trophy.
I peel another strip off a sweet potato — and there it is, like a peeling of the heart:
You miss Jesus – when you don’t look for Him in the right places….
Your soul misses Jesus when more time is spent on Facebook than face in the Book.
Your soul misses Jesus when more time is spent on instagram feeds than feeding on His Word.
Your soul miss Jesus when more time is spent on Twitter chats than chatting with Jesus whom you claim to follow.
Balanced social media can be a soul meal; too much social media can be soul suicide.
The girls lean into each other over a 9 by 13 pan. I can feel that, how a soul can do that.
Every Christ-follower is in the same business — to kill busy-ness and make it your business to talk endlessly with God.
It’s like the rhythm of breathing: His presence. My gift. His presence. My gift.
The girls lick out the bowl, and a big brother comes grinning for something to feed his hunger.
And there is light across the counters.
Across the table, across the cutting boards, across the potatoes —
there is this Light that can saturate anything.
This is Day 9.
Sometimes you miss home.
Even when you’re home.
Sometimes you miss Him.
Even when He’s everywhere.
Day 9 in a #31Days series:
Missing Him: 31 Days of Jesus – and not missing what can’t be missed.
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Dare to take your invitation to not miss — what can’t be missed?
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October 8, 2013
How to Practice the Presence of God {pt. 1}
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That’s the way it goes —
It can all keep coming like tidal waves –
the hours like this pounding, relentless surf that keeps slamming you, that just keeps wearing you down.
It’s strange: it only takes this one purposed moment to step back from the edge.
To breathe real slow — YHWH. Your very breath, every breath, the sound of His name.
It’s startling: it only takes one practiced moment to come into your own ocean of grace:
Communion in His presence is always the gift the present moment offers.
It only takes one moment to say His name — and you calm waves.
This is always the realest, hardest, truest thing — the exhaling relief:
you can always have as much of God as you want.
The waves keep coming and I keep saying His name.
And I bend for this one feather brought in on the the waves —
the flying happening even here at the edge…
“Ask and it will be given to you;
seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you.
For everyone who asks receives;
the one who seeks finds;
and to the one who knocks, the door will be opened.
This is Day 8 in a #31Days series:
Missing Him: 31 Days of Jesus – and not missing what can’t be missed.
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October 7, 2013
When You’re Missing being Loved
‘Each wheat head is full this year —- large. Like that year when you were in France.”
He pulls out a long, slender stalk — shows me the wheat kernels filled out right to the end.
France?
The wheat, out past the barn and to the north, it sways in mid-summer’s wind. Heads bowed, the fields sing like a hymn.
We’ll roll in the combine today, let the streams of wheat run.
Our wheat harvest begins and he remembers me telling him about wheat in France?
Several years ago now, how I had stepped out of St. Sulpice, out of the dome, out onto the street, out of the strains of the organ pipes that stretched up to heights and streams of light.
How I had walked up towards Jardin du Luxembourg in the twilight. How I had found it right there on the sidewalk —- a full, bowed sheaf of wheat, laying there up against a maple tree.
I’d stopped. Had looked up and down an empty side street at suppertime in summertime. A bundle of wheat, gold and ripe and there in the middle of the city —- in the middle of Paris, in the shadow of a cathedral?
Really? Some farmer had walked the streets of France’s metropolitan with heavy heads of wheat under his arm?
Where had he come from and where was he going and why had he bent down and left this bouquet of wheat stalks on the sidewalk just down the street from St. Sulpice?
Or was it —
Had Someone known that a homesick farm girl with a pining heart in the heart of the city would need wheat — the memory of the wide open gold fields, of Home, of the promise that He never leaves or forsakes?
Strange —- how love always leaves a trail.
I had knelt right there on the sidewalk of Rue Ferou, the cathedral shadow falling long along the street, across my hands.
I pluck two heads of wheat and I walk on to Jardin du Luxembourg with two heads of wheat in my pocket.
Far from our own wheat fields, far across the ocean, far away in Paris, I carry wheat in my pocket and shake my head at the wild grace of it all, and I tell Christ about it and I am home.
I fly home to the farm with those two heads of wheat in my pocket.
I lay those two heads of wheat on my prayer bench — two heads of wheat, one curved into the other, found in the center of a city in front of a cathedral — two wheat heads whispering, “Communion — wherever you are.”
Years later, two heads of wheat from far away, still giving testament here, “Communion with Christ, the continual conversation of the heart, wherever you are, this is what makes the heart love.”
Love can only be what communion is — a pouring out, a breaking open and a passing around, a sacrifice.
And if love is what makes itself into a roof around a heart to absorbs all the storms, love is the only real dwelling place, and communion with another is all we have to offer and it’s all we have to crawl up under. When I don’t live love, others live homeless. When I don’t love like Christ, I evict souls.
Christ is love embodied and no matter where we are, He and His body are Home.
What else would God have?
Wheat harvest this year, it runs heavy.
The boys run hard.
A family works together.
I watch the Farmer’s hands on a steering wheel, how he turns.
How he’s lived a whole season under the sky, relying on, communing with God.
How sacrifice is communion, how a heart can be a roof…
How love makes these days large kernels, filled out right to the very end.
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… The only thing that counts is faith expressing itself through love.
~Galatians 5:6
This is Day 7 in a #31Days series:
Missing Him: 31 Days of Jesus – and not missing what can’t be missed.
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October 5, 2013
Only the Good Stuff: Sharing Him
Missing Him — cancelled plans help those in need
Missing Him — and living A Love Story like this? Is a way of walking with Him
Missing Him — and finding His grace when doing Hard things
Missing Him — and receiving more when giving everything away
Missing Him — and finding my calling when creating for His glory
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Missing Him — and this? Why were we given the miracle of today at all?
What. a. story.
Missing Him — and writing down this verse to carry with me today:
“Seek the Lord while he may be found; call on him while he is near.” Isaiah 55:6
Missing Him – remembering this goodness (free printable)
Missing Him – Finding Him Everywhere!
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Missing Him – Oh, how I need Thee everyday
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This is Day 5 in a #31Days series:
Missing Him: 31 Days of Jesus – and not missing what can’t be missed.
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Dare to take your invitation to not miss — what can’t be missed?
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That’s all, this weekend, good friends–
Go slow. Be God-struck. Grant grace. Live Truth.
Give Thanks. Love well. Re – joice.
Be the G.I.F.T.
Click here to download the FREE EASTER / LENT Devotional: The Trail to the Tree{please give it a few moments to download… thank you for grace!}
Only the Good Stuff: Sharing
Missing Him — cancelled plans help those in need
Missing Him — and living A Love Story like this? Is a way of walking with Him
Missing Him — and finding His grace when doing Hard things
Missing Him — and receiving more when giving everything away
Missing Him — and finding my calling when creating for His glory
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Missing Him — and this? Why were we given the miracle of today at all?
What. a. story.
Missing Him — and smiling at His gifts
Missing Him — and writing down this verse to carry with me today:
“Seek the Lord while he may be found; call on him while he is near.” Isaiah 55:6
Missing Him – Oh, how I need Thee everyday
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Missing Him – love one another always (free printable)
Missing Him – Finding Him Everywhere!
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Missing Him: 31 Days of Jesus – and not missing what can’t be missed.
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That’s all, this weekend, good friends–
Go slow. Be God-struck. Grant grace. Live Truth.
Give Thanks. Love well. Re – joice.
Be the G.I.F.T.
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October 4, 2013
When You Need to Know God’s There
Missing Him, Finding Him: Day 4
Thanks to our God who can and does and will redeem everything… all is grace.
Quietly resting in HIM today:
During the days of Jesus’ life on earth, he offered up prayers and petitions with fervent cries and tears to the one who could save him from death, and he was heard because of his reverent submission. Hebrews 5:7
Then you will call on me and come and pray to me, and I will listen to you. You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart. I will be found by you,” declares the LORD, “and will bring you back from captivity. I will gather you from all the nations and places where I have banished you,” declares the LORD, “and will bring you back to the place from which I carried you into exile.” Jeremiah 29:12-14
Truly my soul finds rest in God;
my salvation comes from him.
Truly he is my rock and my salvation;
he is my fortress, I will never be shaken.
Psalm 62:1-2
This is Day 4 in a #31Days series:
Missing Him: 31 Days of Jesus – and not missing what can’t be missed.
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Dare to take your invitation to not miss — what can’t be missed?
Looking forward to what #31Days hold with you… and Him.
Click here to download the FREE EASTER / LENT Devotional: The Trail to the Tree{please give it a few moments to download… thank you for grace!}
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