Tag Archives: Joy

GENTLE BREATH

13 Oct

He shall cover thee with his feathers, and under his wings shalt thou trust: his truth shall be thy shield and buckler. Psalm 91:4

A rush of angel’s wings,

Soothing,

Drawing away,

The stress of yesterday.

Angels of protection,

Wrap your wings about,

That no evil,

May Penetrate.

Gentle breath of God,

Wash over,

Cleanse – Fill – Release.

Precious Holy Spirit,

Heal the broken walls,

Fill the voids,

With Your joy.

Release Your anointing,

To bring a new walk,

Stepping in the footprints,

Of the Father.

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** Prayer – May your time with Jesus be tender, precious and everlasting. In Jesus’ Name, Amen.

———

Written 1/13/2004

DANCE

7 Oct

Let them praise his name in the dance: let them sing praises unto him with the timbrel and harp.   Psalm 149:3

Dance, Baby, Dance

Reach to the Sky,

Eyes set on Heaven,

Let your Fears fly.

Drop down the grave clothes,

Shed them – break free,

New Joy – New Laughter,

Dance now for Me.

Dance, Baby, Dance

Reach to the Sky,

Eyes set on Heaven,

Let your Soul fly.

All chains are Broken,

Past debts are gone,

Your tears are bottled,

You’re never alone.

Dance, Baby, Dance

Reach to the Sky,

Eyes set on Heaven,

Let your Heart fly.

Clothed in New Garments,

Love leads your way,

God Kissed – My Daughter,

Hear what I say.

Dance, Baby, Dance

Reach to the Sky,

Eyes set on Heaven,

Know that You’re MINE.

 

Written 2-4-09

 

 

YOU’RE THERE

23 Sep

 

And he said, Go forth, and stand upon the mount before the Lord. And, behold, the Lord passed by, and a great and strong wind rent the mountains, and brake in pieces the rocks before the Lord; but the Lord was not in the wind: and after the wind an earthquake; but the Lord was not in the earthquake:  And after the earthquake a fire; but the Lord was not in the fire: and after the fire a still small voice.   1 Kings 19:11-12 (KJV)

 

I can't hear You, Lord,

I can't hear You today.

Just a quiet whispering;

A rustling.



There was a day when we walked together, 

Talked together,

Closest friends.



Your words were loud and sure,

I knew Your will,

No doubt which path to take.

But I can't hear You, Lord,

I can't hear You today.



There were joyful times,

Times of tears,

Times of intercession,

And deepest prayers.



I felt You then,

You heard my cries and held me tight.

But I can't hear You, Lord,

I can't hear You today.



Somewhere I fell faint,

Neglected to listen,

Perhaps I disobeyed.

Or is this a testing time,

To see if I will remain,

Even in Your silence.

How will I know, Lord,

I can't hear You today.



I'll go on, as You've taught me,

I'll overcome,

Walk in joy,

Sing Your praises,

Again and again.



And when You've finished,

Testing and trying,

Pruning and purging,

Loving and lifting,

I will know.



Even in silence You are there,

Even in darkness You are there,

Even in diligent unanswered prayer,

You are there.

In Your word,

 And in the hearts of Your children.

Written 9-3-91

 

A HEART OF FREEDOM

7 Aug

And, behold, the angel of the Lord came upon him, and a light shined in the prison: and he smote Peter on the side, and raised him up, saying, Arise up quickly. And his chains fell off from his hands.   Acts 12:7

I have had the privilege of becoming friends through Christ with many inmates. I find their faith strong, their dedication immeasurable and their Christian love pure. Their desire to have all that God has for them is so powerful – I feel inadequate to mentor and encourage them. I find myself envying the time they have to study God’s word and sing His praises.

What a perfect God cherished testimony. Here are people with lives completely restricted; only allowed to move about if shackled, and yet they have a found a heart of peace and a spirit of freedom that I could only pray to have. They are bound completely on the outside – yet completely free through Jesus on the inside. They have replaced anger with joy, strife with study, cursing with prayer and praise. Many still have decades to complete before I will meet them face to face, I look forward to that day when we can share the joy of Jesus over a cup of coffee. They have so much to teach me.

I pray for their safety, peace and joy and I receive letters from them stating that they are praying daily for me. They express as much concern for my well being as I have about theirs. Once Jesus steps into the heart of any person, the chains of life begin to fall away. Some remove them a little at a time and some miraculously loose them all, in one fell swoop.

I’ve learned through my many years with Jesus that everything in life is shadowed and paralleled. I too am restricted to a regimented schedule – by work, family obligations and church events. I’m shackled by stress, obligation, bills, illness and weariness. Their incarceration is tangible and they have risen above it. My incarceration is self-imposed and enforced with self-set unrealistic expectations. I strive daily to rise above my circumstances, not always with true success. So, Jesus, which of us is truly bound?

Lord, give me the courage to say “No” to time that unnecessarily takes me away from you. Teach me to set boundaries and set a Jesus appointment in every day – at least twice a day please! Help me to remember the true reason I’m here – to share the treasure of YOU with all that I meet. And always keep my heart open to learn from a new friend, no matter the path they have walked.

 

Written 6-15-07

 

Pruning Roses

12 Oct

 

I am the true vine, and my Father is the husbandman. Every branch in me that beareth not fruit he taketh away: and every branch that beareth fruit, he purgeth it, that it may bring forth more fruit.        John 15:1-2 (KJV)

Yesterday I was cutting back the rose hips on my beautiful rose bushes.  The remaining roses filled the air with the most magnificent scent.  I knew that if I wanted more roses to fill the bush that I needed to cut away the rose hips so that the bush could concentrate on producing new buds.  Failing to prune away the rose hips would stunt the bush.  The bush works hard to keep the roses full and fragrant.  When the petals fall away, it still is working hard to keep the dying rose hips healthy and doesn’t focus on bringing out new buds.

How often do we continue to focus on the dying parts of our lives?  We have dying relationships or old hurts and wounds that we allow to stay in our life, not purging them away or working past them.  As they continue to fill our mind and take up our time, they keep us from pursuing new relationships and dreaming new dreams.

We allow things to rise and fall in our memories that pull us into depression or anger and detract us from finding the true joy that God has planned for us.  Forgiveness is only the beginning of the process, once we forgive we must let the memories and emotions go, we must prune them away.

Put on therefore, as the elect of God, holy and beloved, bowels of mercies, kindness, humbleness of mind, meekness, longsuffering; Forbearing one another, and forgiving one another, if any man have a quarrel against any: even as Christ forgave you, so also do ye. And above all these things put on charity, which is the bond of perfectness.    Colossians 3:12-14 (KJV)

God never intended for us to be caught up in the “old us” and not renew ourselves to walk in His perfect love and joy.  God knew that we would face trials and tribulations and even made note that those would help build us and make us even stronger, but we had to let them go.  Not easy, but the rewards are wonderful.

My brethren, count it all joy when ye fall into divers temptations; Knowing this, that the trying of your faith worketh patience. But let patience have her perfect work, that ye may be perfect and entire, wanting nothing.    James 1:2-4 (KJV)

Lord, let me stand before You, open to Your full pruning.  Cut away the old me, the pain, the hurts, the cutting words and the broken promises that has left me unable to receive all that You have for me.  Help me to flower forth with a sweet fragrance for others to enjoy.  Let that fragrance encourage others to want to be pruned and molded by Your mighty hands.  Amen.

A Prayer For My Children

29 Dec

 

mother-praying

My Children.  You are my breath and depth of life.  You help me find joy in darkness and peace in chaos.  My day starts with prayers for you, continues with prayers for you, and ends with prayers for you.  You are each so different, in your own quirky ways, and yet so alike in your humility and compassion.  I could not be prouder.  God blessed me and trusted me with your lives, and for that I will be forever thankful.

I pray that in each day you will see and receive Hope in every situation.  Hope for today, Hope for tomorrow, Hope for eternity.  And in those moments, I pray that you will reach out to help another find Hope in their circumstances, for in giving Hope, your Hope will grow brighter.  “Now the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace in believing, that ye may abound in hope, through the power of the Holy Ghost.” Romans 15:13

I pray that every day you will receive Grace for every situation, and in return, you will give Grace to those who have come short of your expectations.  Grace allows people to err and yet be restored once again for any inabilities or lack of judgment in their lives.  Grace is our greatest gift from God.  For through all of our failures He continues to love us and encourage us, and for that our lives are richer.  “By whom also we have access by faith into this grace wherein we stand, and rejoice in hope of the glory of God.”  Romans 5:2

I pray that each and every day you will receive Mercy, and in return, you will give Mercy to each and every person, animal and situation you encounter.  Mercy is the very compassion that we receive, no matter our circumstances or what brought us to those circumstances.  With Mercy we see the soul inside of another that may be hidden deep within a hardened exterior, and forgive the trespass.  “Blessed are the merciful: for they shall obtain mercy.”  Matthew 5:7

I pray that Joy will infuse your life so fully that it overflows into the paths of everyone you meet, and captures them in the moment, permeating them for their lifetime.  I pray that it will overflow your every action, every word, every step and every essence of your being.  I pray that the very Joy within you shines so contagiously that it doubles back and reinfects you over and over again.  These things have I spoken unto you, that my joy might remain in you, and that your joy might be full.”  John 15:11

I pray that in all things you will receive the gift Patience from others, and in turn, you will give the gift of Patience to those struggling to figure things out in this life.  More than others, I pray that you will grant Patience to yourself when you are trying and trying to figure out a life lesson and have failed at it over and over again.  Patience can seem quite small at times, but most of the time it stretches every muscle and sinew inside of us, putting us on the edge of frustration and anger.  Realize that you are not, and never will be a perfect human being and you have permission to fail, many times, in many areas.  As long as you are Patient and continue to try, you will never be a failure.  “But let patience have her perfect work, that ye may be perfect and entire, wanting nothing.”  James 1:4

I pray that people will always show you Kindness, and you will honor that gift by showing Kindness to others.  Kindness is stepping back and recognizing that everyone has difficult days and it can all be turned around by a simple smile, an offered hand, an opened door, or a simple gift.  Kindness embraces sympathy and empathy, without requirement of return.  Kindness does not have to cost anything more than a moment in time, and we have a lot of those to share.  “For his merciful kindness is great toward us: and the truth of the LORD endureth for ever. Praise ye the LORD.”  Psalm 117:2

I pray that you will be surrounded by Goodness, and that in that loving atmosphere, you will show and lead others into Goodness in all that they do.  Respect follows goodness and paves the way for all good things.  Goodness always receives ultimate favor among men, cherish it.  “As we have therefore opportunity, let us do good unto all men, especially unto them who are of the household of faith.”  Galatians 6:10

I pray that your life will be surrounded by people of Faithfulness and that you will find and live in Faithfulness all of your days.  No matter what character a man has, if he is not found faithful to his convictions, he has lost all.  Remain faithful to your beliefs, to those who surround you, and most importantly, to God.  “It is of the LORD’S mercies that we are not consumed, because his compassions fail not.  They are new every morning: great is thy faithfulness.”  Lamentations 3:22-23

I pray that as you walk through your life you will be treated with Gentleness, and in return you will treat other people, animals and situations with Gentleness.  No matter how big, strong, smart or creative you are, Gentleness is a gift that cannot be ignored.  Gentleness can turn the heart of the most hostile around in a moment’s time.  Gentleness can defuse anger, bring confidence, turn tears to determination, and give another the courage to continue.  “To speak evil of no man, to be no brawlers, but gentle, shewing all meekness unto all men.” Titus 3:2-3

I pray that you will recognize the strength inside yourself, and that your strength will give you the confidence to maintain Self-Control.  So many things in life can drastically change in one moment of lost Self-Control, things that cannot be recovered, things that cannot be fixed, things that are forever lost.  I pray that your courage in exhibiting your Self-Control will give others the strength and inclination to maintain their Self-Control.  You will be an example to all around you, whether you recognize it or not, and your choices will help others in making their choices, good or bad.  I pray that you will always choose wisely.  (Self-Control – The virtue of one who masters his desires and passions, especially his sensual appetites).  “And beside this, giving all diligence, add to your faith virtue; and to virtue knowledge; And to knowledge temperance (self-control); and to temperance (self-control) patience; and to patience godliness; And to godliness brotherly kindness; and to brotherly kindness charity. For if these things be in you, and abound, they make you that ye shall neither be barren nor unfruitful in the knowledge of our Lord Jesus Christ.”  2 Peter 1:5-8

 I pray that you will always walk in the presence of Peace, Peace that surpasses all understanding.  Peace that allows you to stand strong in the challenge of fear, in the heat of angry men, in times of eminent danger, in the absence of understanding and the face of the unknown.  May Peace overwhelm you and cover you with a shield so graceful, so dense, so all encompassing, that nothing can penetrate it.  It will be your defense in the face of all odds.  “Through the tender mercy of our God; whereby the dayspring from on high hath visited us, To give light to them that sit in darkness and in the shadow of death, to guide our feet into the way of peace.”  Luke 1:78-79

Most of all I pray that you will always feel and receive Love.  Love is the very center of every person’s being.  Love is a feeling that cannot be explained with words.  Love is a presence that cannot be shown with actions.  Love is something so deep that it can only be experienced.  Love can be a feeling between friends, spouses, animals, nature, and the entire environment around you, but it can also be something inside that is very personal between you and God that no one else can share.  Love is the very foundation of who you are.  Love is your integrity.  Love is your humility.  Love is your sun and moon and stars.  Love is your very breath.  Love brings you to tears at the sound of music or the sight of a child.  Love turns giants into gentlemen and weaklings into giants.  Love makes us go farther that we ever expected we could or would.  Love boasts pride and breaks hearts.  Love is the greatest gift to mankind by our most wonderful God.  I pray that you will never try to harness your Love.  I pray that you will always let Love guide you and set your path, for by Love, your path will always be straight.  I pray that your Love will be strong.  I pray that your Love will be deep. I pray that you will always remember the source of your Love and will praise God for that precious gift.  “Three things will last forever—faith, hope, and Love—and the greatest of these is Love.” 1 Corinthians 13:13     “And we have known and believed the Love that God hath to us. God is Love; and he that dwelleth in Love dwelleth in God, and God in him.”  1 John 4:16

This is my prayer for you.  I thank God every day for giving me the honor of being your mother.  I speak these words over you, and through you, with deep conviction, knowing that the God who created this universe hears every word and answers my prayers with His most gracious wisdom.  Never forget who you are or the difference you were called into this world to make.  God Bless You.

 

12-29-2016

There You Are Jesus!

19 Jul

Look up to Heaven - Universal Church of the Kingdom of God

“I am crucified with Christ: nevertheless I live; yet not I, but Christ liveth in me: and the life which I now live in the flesh I live by the faith of the Son of God, who loved me, and gave himself for me.” Galatians 2:20

What happens when innocence is lost?  Like a fresh new flower, ripped from the plant, first we wilt, then harden, then we crumble and are blown away.

I love movies, especially children’s movies.  One of my favorite is Peter Pan, the version where Robin Williams plays Peter.  At the beginning of the movie, he doesn’t realize that he’s Peter.  He’s lost his innocence.  He’d lost touch with what things in life are truly important.  He believes the tale of Peter Pan is something made up and passed down in stories from generation to generation.

Movies, as they are, overlook the logical (that’s what I love about them) and Robin Williams ends up in Neverland with the Lost Boys.  The Lost Boys try desperately to convince him of who he is and teach him how to be a child again.  Everything in Neverland is completely dependent upon imagination.  They wouldn’t even have food, drink or sustenance without a good, active imagination.

The Lost Boys are finally successful at helping Peter find his innocence again and let go of the stresses and frustrations of schedules, bills and responsibilities of the real world.  At one point in the movie, one of the Lost Boys walks up to Robin Williams, looks deep into his eyes and says, “Oh, there you are Peter.”  A revelation of innocence returned.

This sequence always reminds me of my Christian faith.  So many times we’re caught up in the stress and frustrations of schedules and appointments and trying to please so many in so little time, that we loose the miracle and the innocence of working in ministry.  Our innocence is dependent upon our faith.  Sometimes we allow the enemy to convince us that by striving we work the good work, when in fact, it is by faith and the leading of the Holy Spirit that we accomplish everything that God has called us to do; without the loss of innocence.

I look hopefully to the time when I can casually enjoy all of those around me, without worrying about where I should be, lest I fall behind (again!!).  I look forward to the day when I will be filled with faith to the point of complete peace and serenity.  When someone, perhaps a child, will look deep into my eyes and say, “Oh, there you are Jesus.”  When the Jesus in me will shine past my many earthly flaws.

Jesus, may I always hear and obey your voice.  That the innocence, birthed in faith, will always be the most obvious attribute in my life.

** Moments With The Master

By Linda J. Humes

Written 7/16/2000

The Dance of Creation

16 Mar

Creation

In the beginning there was God.

Genesis 1:1-5

They lived there – in eternity.  God the Father, God the Son, God the Holy Ghost.  One in three, three in one, which was, and is, and is to come.

Within them dwelt all good things – joy and peace, and so much love.  Such loss to have so much and have no one to share it with.

A delightful thought!  Oh, what bliss.  A kingdom, a nation, seed of seed, Paradise!

The thought welled up inside of them.  Excitement filled their hearts.  One would be Heaven, one would be Earth.

“Yes, Yes,” smiled God.  “A Heaven and an Earth.”

Into being He called them, and they were.  There, like the potter’s clay, waiting – desolate – empty – void.  Waiting in darkness to be formed and shaped.  The very depths of heaven and earth lay still – expecting.

Down came the breath of God, fluttering across the face of the waters.  The living waters, the catalyst of all things to come.  Sent abroad by God the Holy Spirit, one day to be released in all living things.  One day to be released into you, into me.

Then God spoke into the waters, “Let there be light.”

The joy of God rose up, bright and clear, lighting the heaven, lighting the earth.  It was a good thing.

The brightness of His joy shown greatly.  Yes, it was good.

Yet, who would know light if there was no darkness, or darkness if there was no light?  Joy if there was no emptiness, emptiness if there was no joy?

Up God stood, creating He both, one side darkness, one side light.  Separate, one from the other.  The light rested at His right hand.  He called the light Day.  In His left hand He grasped the darkness.  Twisting it away from the light.  The darkness he called Night.

From the dusk of the evening, traveling into the darkness, to the dawn of the new morning, coming safely out of the darkness, was the first day.

Genesis 1:6 – 8

Ah, yes, it had begun.  It was the beginning of time – the first strokes from the Master’s palette.

Filled with excitement God began to dance.  Around and around He spun, laughing and dancing.  He reached out with His mighty arm and cut through the waters as He spun about.

“Let there be a firmament in the midst of the waters.  Let it divide the waters from the waters.”

As he spun the waters above pulled up high, carving the giant arch of the sky.  The waters below remained level, trembling as He danced, swelling with the music that played within Him, receding with the peace within the Master’s soul, knowing all was well.

There they danced together, the Father, the Son the Holy Spirit, and the waters of the sky He called heaven.  There they danced.

From the dusk of the evening, traveling into the darkness, to the dawn of the new morning, coming safely out of the darkness, it was now the second day.

Genesis 1:9 – 13

There stood He – there stood they – enjoying the fruits of His dance.  As far as the eye could see, as far as the mind could imagine, there rose the sky.  Painted royal blue, pure and clear.

Searching the waters below the heaven, God began to leap as He danced.

“Let the waters under the heaven be gathered together into one place, and let the dry land appear.”

The land had patiently waited for its time.  Now, with every setting down of His foot the land pushed up from below.  Joyfully He danced.  Joyfully He laughed.  The breath of His laughter blew upon the rising land and it dried as it rose, taking shape.

As He danced and rejoiced the mountains climbed to kiss the hem of His garment, then rose again to meet the hem of the sky.  The hills and valleys made their place, and the waters gathered together in the lowest places.

The dry land called He Earth and the gathered waters called He Seas.  There forever to stand, hand in hand, to prepare the Eden to come.  They reached back and forth, grasping strength, one from the other, flowing together over the subtle boundaries appointed to them.

God watched and smiled.  It was good.

Once again He began to dance, scattering visions of abundance upon the new earth.

“Let the earth bring forth grass, the herb yielding seed, and the fruit tree yielding fruit after its kind, whose seed is in itself, upon the earth.”

And even as He spoke the fragile blades pushed through the new land of this place called earth.  Up rose the grass, the herb, the trees and the bushes – each with the seed to bring new life, inside its tender flower.

Up rose the fruit tree, with sweet tender fruit, kissed by the laughter of God as He saw the beauty of its bough, and knew of the pleasures and blessings it would bring to those yet to come.

Quickly it grew and budded and bloomed, dropping its precious seed to birth and grow and multiply.  Precious plants of different species and gifts.  Each needing another of its own kind to pollinate the buds of the new plants to come.  Each species with a seed of its own, to bear its own kind, again and again and again.  Each brought forth with a special purpose, a special need to meet, all a precious part of the vision God saw.

Nothing laid waste.  Nothing was set without a plan.  Everything was perfectly fitted together.

From the dusk of the evening, traveling into the darkness, to the dawn of the new morning, coming safely out of the darkness, this was the third day.

Genesis 1:14 – 19

As He tipped back His head God gave a shout of laughter.  He spread His arms wide and cherished the great dome called heaven.

“Let there be lights in the firmament of the heaven to divide the day from the night; and let them be for signs, and for seasons, and for days, and years:  And let them be for lights in the firmament of the heaven to give light upon the earth.”

As He stood, arms wide, a glow grew from within Him and spread all about.  No longer could the edge of light and the edge darkness be seen, but one flowed and melted into the other, slowly, gently.

Into His right hand He blew and there grew a great light.  Casting it deep into the heaven, it took its place high into the light.  This was the light appointed to govern the day.

Into His left hand He blew and a lesser light formed.  He cast it deep into the heaven and it went high into the darkness.  This was the light appointed to govern the night.

He cupped His hands together and blew within.  A glow danced between His palms, illuminating the beauty of His presence.  Casting them out He scattered the stars far into the depths of the firmament.  Deep into this place called heaven.  There they shown brightly against the darkness of night.  Some shown so bright that they could even be seen through the light of day.

These lights, great and small, were set precisely in the firmament, assigned to make a light upon the earth.  Proudly in their places, they received their appointment with greatest honor – to govern the day, to govern the night, and to separate the light from the darkness.

God watched as they began the purpose they were ordained for.  Resting in the heaven; watchful, strong, sure.  The warmth of the greater light caressed His face.

“Yes,” God nodded, it was good.

From the dusk of the evening, traveling into the darkness, to the dawn of the new morning, coming safely out of the darkness, this was the fourth day.

Genesis 1:20 – 23

Down He knelt and touched the waters with His hand.  As He raised it to His lips the waters trickled down His arm.  Deep He looked into the water, then around at the dry land.  He stood and scanned the horizon of trees; now fully grown, fruitful, preparing to drop precious seeds.

“Let the waters bring forth abundantly the moving creature that hath life, and fowl that fly above the earth in the open firmament of heaven.”

With the vibration of His mighty voice the waters began to tremble and shake.  Within the vibration grew a vibration.  Swarming, creeping, growing – new life in the depths of the waters.  From the smallest invertebrate to the giant whale, each in schools of its own species, there grew the first life.

And as the sea swelled with the abundance of new birth, birds filled the boughs of the trees and soared against the blue of heaven.  Each species resting within its own species, immediately starting the cycle of new life.

“Yes,” it was good.

As He knelt there He blessed them, all that had come.

“Be fruitful and multiply, and fill the waters in the seas, and let fowl multiply in the earth.

From the dusk of the evening, traveling into the darkness, to the dawn of the new morning, coming safely out of the darkness, this was the fifth day.

Genesis 1:24 – 31

The birds painted the sky with the graceful strokes of their wings.  They sang praises to the Master, Father God.  The skies were filled with their anthem chorus.  The great whales and the dolphins echoed back their own song of worship.  The earth was alive with rejoicing.

“Let the earth bring forth the living creature after its kind, cattle, and creeping thing, and beast of the earth after his kind,” said God.

There, from the bushes, the caverns, and the trees walked the fruits of new life.  Each with its own kind, each in harmony with the other.  The great beasts and the small.  The reptiles and the rodents.  All taking its place in the cycle of life.  Each recognizing its need for the other.

The lion and the lamb lay at His feet.  The truth of the moment, the truth of Eden, a prophesy of a day to come.

God tarried there, enjoying the moment of innocence.  Cherishing what had become.  He saw that it was good.

“Let us make man in our image, after our likeness:  and let them have dominion over the fish of the sea, and over the fowl of the air, and over the cattle, and over all the earth, and over every creeping thing that creepeth upon the earth.”

Sitting upon a rock God leaned forward and scooped together the warm soil.  He raised His hands up and allowed the powdery soil to trickle through His fingers.  Moving left to right, right to left, the soil fell to the ground.

As it touched the face of the earth it began to move and take shape.  An arm, a leg, the torso, the head.  Down upon it God blew, moving the powdery residue away from the new creation.

He lifted this man from the cradle of his birth and blew into his face.  The man gasped his first breath and opened his eyes  –  looking innocently into the face of God.  Out of the dirt grew bone and muscle, blood and sinew.  Out of the earth came love and joy, long-suffering and gentleness.  Out of the soil came man, created in the image of God, resembling Him in feature and form.

With the guiding strength of God’s hand man stood and surveyed the land that God had appointed him to rule.  He did not fear the vastness, he did not fear the task of naming and ruling and subduing all that had been created.  But he did fear the times of loneliness in those times when God was not walking with him or talking to him.  He had so much to share.

God felt the man’s loneliness, his sadness, his pain, and he brought to man woman.  Created by God, out of man.  Bone of his bone, blood of his blood, a woman to share all of his days.

As the knelt, hand in hand, man and woman, at the feet of God, He blessed them and said unto them, “Be fruitful and multiply, and replenish the earth, and subdue it:  and have dominion over the fish of the sea, and over the fowl of the air, and over every living thing that moveth upon the earth.”

“Behold, I have given you every herb bearing seed, which is upon the face of the earth, and every tree, in the which is the fruit of a tree yielding seed; to you it shall be for meat.  And to every beast of the earth, and to every fowl of the air, and to every thing that creepeth upon the earth, wherein there is life, I have given every green herb for meat.”

Man and woman turned and beheld all that God had given them.  Every creature, great and small, ate of the green herb and grasses that grew.  Every fish, every fowl, every mammal ate of the same food.  There was no fear, there was no danger, only appointed positions to which God had called them.

This was the land that man and woman were to call into order, by the grace of God.  These were the seas that would carry the precious life that could only survive in the waters.  This was the heaven and earth they were to rule and reign over.  This was their home.

Hand in hand they walked away from the glorious presence of God and into the land before them.  God watched as the creatures of the sea, the fowl of the air and the creatures of the land humbled themselves before the two called man and woman.  He saw them warmed by the sun and caressed by the herbs beneath their feet.  The sky crowned their heads and the flowers of the land adorned them.

“Yes,” thought God.  It was VERY good.

From the dusk of the evening, traveling into the darkness, to the dawn of the new morning, coming safely out of the darkness, this was the sixth day.

Genesis 2:1 – 4

There stood God, in the midst of them.  He gazed far to the east, then deep into the west.  He turned and searched north and then again south.  Slowly He turned, around and around, not wanting to miss the slightest blessing.

It was finished.  The heavens, the earth, the creatures above, the creatures below, and those that walked the land.  It was finished.  Creation.

On this day, the seventh day, God rested.  He savored the breeze and the warmth of the sun.  He cherished the rich green grass beneath His feet, and the water that caressed His hands as He dipped them.  He revered man and woman and the moments they would share as they walked the paths of Eden in the cool of the evening.

He memorized the cut of the mountain and the velvet of the hills.  With fatherly pride He watched as each creature walked and dwelt in harmony, submitted to those made in His image.

It was finished.  The dance of creation had come to a close.  The staccato of the music mellowed to a sweet aria.

He sat and enjoyed this world He had created – and He rested.  Such peace.  This day, the last day of creation, God blessed above all others and He sanctified it.

This day would be the day, throughout all of the generations, that would be set aside, dedicated and holy.  A day each week for that special intimate communion with the one true God.

And this was the order of creation.  This was the generation of the heaven and the earth.  This was the plan that God set into motion for the world before us.  This was new life.

THIS WAS GOOD.

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By Linda J. Humes

Written 5-26-99

2 ½ MINUTES – UNITED

28 Dec

Highway Tunnel

“And the four beasts had each of them six wings about him; and they were full of eyes within: and they rest not day and night, saying, Holy, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty, which was, and is, and is to come.”  Revelation 4:8

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On a recent vacation we traveled to California to visit family members not seen for too many years.  The Northern California cultures and obvious lifestyle was such a change from our South Phoenix home.

We were completely overwhelmed by the large numbers of people at every turn.  Traffic was bumper to bumper and lines at stores had to be a delight to the owners.  Remarkably, we saw few confrontations because of these inconveniences, something I cannot brag about in our hometown.  People there seemed to accept the inconvenience as a way of life, just the way things are.

Although I didn’t notice outbursts of frustration, neither did I notice outbursts of pleasantries.  People moved about much like ant colonies, each with a place to go and a job to do, no time to chitchat, no time to stop.

Shopping in San Francisco shops was an experience.  When you weren’t quick enough at choosing a souvenir in their overcrowded gift shops, someone would move over to assist you, pulling out articles from shelves, showing you hidden merchandise, color after color, then moving you quickly to the cash register line.  I had to sit back and laugh at the adventure and wonder if we frustrated them as much as they frustrated us, all under the guise of a smile.

But of all the interesting things that happened, one 2-½ minute section of time touched me the most.  On our way back from lunch with family we hadn’t seen in 20 years, we decided to cross the Golden Gate Bridge.  Our boys had never seen the bridge and were excited as it began to come into view.  They were blessed with the opportunity to study that bridge for quite a while, as we weren’t the only family that had the idea.  We crawled, bumper to bumper, for miles before the bridge.  My oldest son hung out the car window, snapping pictures of the bridge, Alcatraz Island, the city coastline, trees, you name it; anything to stay busy.

Not far from the bridge we had to pass through a tunnel.  It was a tiled arched tunnel, marked and stained with age.  I remembered the tunnel from my youth and the magic that seemed to spring to life as cars drove through – the lights passing by overhead and the long sounding honk as we swished under.  Had it changed?

Almost as soon as we entered the tunnel the faces of the drivers began to change.  First one car honked, then another.  Three short bursts, followed by three more from another car – soon the tunnel swelled with an orchestra of patterns and phrases.  People began to interact and play together, windows came down, laughter joined in, frustration left the faces of even the most distraught.  For 2 ½ minutes they were children again, enjoying a moment of comradery with 50 complete strangers while creeping bumper to bumper in a tunnel – and enjoying every second of it.

All too soon the tunnel ended and the honking stopped, except for one lone car that would give 3 short bursts every once in a while, looking to see if anyone would join in outside of the tunnel – no one did.

As I reflected back I wondered if that experience might be a little bit like what Heaven is going to be?  The cars will be replaced by white robes and the horns by voices.  Instead of 3 short bursts of beep, beep, beep there will be long melodic arias of Holy, Holy, Holy.  Every face will be happy, we will once again feel the joy of childhood and the safety of our Father’s House.

Thank you Lord, for that glimpse of what treasures lie ahead.  Thank you for a 2 ½ minute jewel today.

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By Linda J. Humes

Written 6/25/2001

From **A Walk To Gethsemane**