Tuesday, November 13, 2012

Restoration

A simple request this morning: restoration.

A friend of a friend Kathi Macias "uses her books to motivate and inspire on a range of social justice issues. But this was 'unexpected': the model for the cover of her latest book is a homeless man searching for his daughter. She's started a campaign to help the two reunite."
 ~ Author, Jocelyn Green

Here's the story: http://kathimacias.com/help-reunite-a-family/

As I read, I felt the urge to pray, and as I prayed I understood- I would like to solve all this family's problems, yet God desires more. He would like to heal every wound.

My prayer this holiday season is that God would provide in the extraordinary way he always does; for his ways, while often unexpected, are ultimately what fill and restore.

Thank you Jesus for your great love for us. We have two wonderful celebrations nearing; a time to give thanks and a time to recognize the many gifts in our lives. While we celebrate lights and sounds and food and giving may we remember that true meaning in every season comes through God's passionate, unfailing, abundant love for us- No matter who we are, or where we've been.

If you recognize this man, please leave information in the comments section at the bottom of Kathy's blog. If you don't, remember that prayer is a most powerful tool- it is not a last resort, but rather the best strategy we can take!

And either way, may we have our eyes opened to the many gifts in our own lives, and to pursue a life of gratitude-- especially as we embrace our unexpected blessings.

~Just Me

Sunday, November 11, 2012

Flurries

It is easy to lose track of God in the midst of busyness. Some days I find my boundaries have unraveled and I am chasing flurries, mind and feet dashing from one activity to the next. My soul winds tight, twisting away from the tranquility that quiets heart and mind.

At the end of the day I take stock; I accomplished much, but sometimes I wonder what is left that's of lasting value? Yes, some meaningful moments waltzed through this day. Yet I suspect the frazzled pace hindered that life giving connection which sustains. Sometimes I do too much only to find that it is not near enough; that's the trap in perfectionism. I aim and stutter and aim and stutter and discover the only way to soar is to seek stillness in the shadow of His wings.

When I step out of the frenzy and seek his voice I hear the invitation to find security in Him and allow His wholeness to cover all. I cannot do and and be all- though sometimes I try. Peace is found when I release the schedule and the pace to God and allow His wisdom to quiet my soul. In the stillness I draw near and connect to my Source of rest for body, spirit and soul.

Psalm 63: 1-8 


You, God, are my God,
    earnestly I seek you;
I thirst for you,
    my whole being longs for you,
in a dry and parched land
    where there is no water.


I have seen you in the sanctuary
    and beheld your power and your glory.
Because your love is better than life,
    my lips will glorify you.


I will praise you as long as I live,
    and in your name I will lift up my hands.
I will be fully satisfied as with the richest of foods;
    with singing lips my mouth will praise you.


On my bed I remember you;
    I think of you through the watches of the night.


Because you are my help,
    I sing in the shadow of your wings.
I cling to you;
    your right hand upholds me.