By Reverend Lainie Dowell
Old folk say, "I woke up this morning with my mind stayed on Jesus!" Are you numbered among "the ole folk?" Let your spirit take you back to the first place you believed.
My spirit woke me early. And I recorded the time being 3:17 a.m. EST. It was down at my Secret Pew.
How like our God to settle all things that remain unsettled in heaven and on the earth. For, when He settles us, all things remain settled deep within ~ no questions, no doubts, no fears, no disbelief, no unbelief.
"Settled and grounded" in God means there is no compromising. No equivocating. No shrugging of shoulders up and down. Not one iota of one skip of a heartbeat. No longer to look back at what was -- except to take back with you that blessed assurance when first received of God. Then to journey onward towards upward yonder call. And to thank and praise our loving, living Lord, who loves you best of all.
Then, when the road gets rough ~ surely, there is no tougher one to travel than that blessed of God to receive you all along the route. Of this there is no doubt. That the one true living, mighty God none could find among the many gods of men, then He who first loved us, set us free, and took us in.
Settled us. Grounded us. Kept us. And keeps us still.
Listen. Listen. Listen. Listen still. And listen to still the heart in Him who loves the very best of all. In Jesus' name -- Jah's Salvation -- "The name that is above every name that is named." The one who -- "No greater love," can be found among men. We let Him in who knew no sin.
He lives! He lives! He reigns forevermore. It is to Him, we pray. The heart most dear. The one whom we adore!
A Praying Heart Adores God
Bring me no sad songs.
Speak not to me of what used to be,
Save the Fount of Calvary.
Feed me faire prepared there by my God's
own blessed hand.
Neither touched by my sin nor
hindered by the willful disobedience of men.
Give ~ Oh Give ~ God's peace to men
All throughout the Ages.
Redeem the time pressed into the earth ~
And written down in life's pages
among God-breathed leaves of worth.
The God-breathed leaves of worth
The God-breathed leaves of worth
Sit among them. Hear them speak.
Listen as they pray.
Oh my Lord of all Creation.
My God!
Will you pray?
Copyright (c) 2011 By Reverend Lainie Dowell.All rights reserved worldwide.
Saturday, November 19, 2011, 3:17 a.m. EST. -
My heart remains filled to overflowing with thankfulness for you all and for all.
Thanksgiving Day comes everyday God sends our way. God bless you and yours.
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