I've been reading in the Psalms for the last while - just resting and listening in on the conversation between God and the one who was after His own heart.
Sometimes phrases catch at me and seem as though my thoughts are the words on the page. My heart longs for that intimacy, that knowing.
Today I read: I cry out to God Most High, to God, who fulfills his purpose for me. (57:2)
Not all of my days feel great with purpose.
Last Saturday took us to a local christmas market. Snow floated from the sky... the day held magic.
Isaiah says that I was created for God's glory (43:7).
On Saturday it was glorious to be part of creation crying out praise to God.
I wonder... how would my days look different if I truly believed
that my purpose was to show God's glory?
5 comments:
Oh Paula,
This post was truly beautiful, deep and encouraging to this heart of mine! Have a Blessed day, Paula.
Beautiful photos of Creation! If you had been in them, they would've been all the more so! Miss you!
Paula,
Simply breathtaking photos. I love snow, but we only get enough to enjoy briefly. Thank you for the beautiful and encouraging post. Love, Tami
Thanks for YOUR encouraging words ladies!
Marie - you know how it is when you are the one taking pictures! I've missed you too - Is John back to the grind stone?
Paula, I love this post! Reading it makes me feel like we were sitting down having coffee like we used to... I miss you, friend!
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