Dappled Sunlight

This morning as I walked, I saw the dappled sunlight in our front yard. I love the spring and summer sunlight, although I do grumble at the coming heat and humidity.

Today the gentle breeze was consistent and at times sent a shiver down my back. It’s early May and soon I will long for that shiver of cool.

As I walked, I was reminded of how beautiful our property is and how blessed we are to be here. I often write about our home, our yard, about the sunlight and the wind rushing through the trees. I hesitated to do so again.

But, in the midst of this rambling, the Lord showed Himself in a great way. If we quiet ourselves enough, we will see His presence in all things. This morning I attempted to do this. To look, to marvel, and to hear.

What came of all of this was an overflowing desire to praise our God. He is great! He is glorious! He has plans for each of us and will direct our steps.

My time of walking is my prayer time. I tend to start off right away with a list, my list. I pray for others, I pray for family, and sometimes I complain when I see things that need to be done. In the middle of my usual routine today, I stopped. I stood still and it occurred to me that the Lord knows my routine.

I looked around me and said, “Today, I will choose to praise You. You know my heart. You know what I am droning on in prayer. You are already in the middle of the situations I am praying for. So, today is my day to thank You, to praise You and to remember You and Your deeds.”

“Who is like You among the gods, Lord? Who is like You, majestic in holiness, Awesome in praises, working wonders?” Exodus 15:11 (NASB)

God in the little things

Recently I have written about the names of God. I will most likely continue with these, but the past couple of days I have seen in action all that God is.

We are visiting Little Miss and her family. During this visit I have seen our God in action in this family. I have seen His protection over this home and extended family. I have experienced God our peace in the conversations and interactions.

God is bountiful. He is present. He protects and defends us. He answers prayer. He is all in all. I rejoice in the answered prayers I have felt.

I often look to see God in all areas and situations. These past few days, I have been immersed in the presence of God.

Walking into this home is walking into peace. It is comfortable. It is filled with teasing and laughter, giggles and snuggles. I have been wrapped in peace and for that I am thankful.

May your day today be filled with all the good things from our God.

“Let them praise the Lord for his great love and for the wonderful things he has done for them. For he satisfies the thirsty and fills the hungry with good things.” Psalm 107:8-9 (NLT)

Praise in all Things

“For you shall go out with joy, And be led out with peace; The mountains and the hills Shall break forth into singing before you, And all the trees of the field shall clap their hands.” Isaiah 55:12 (NKV)

The subject of praise has been rattling around in my mind for the past few days. The definition of praise is to extol, exalt, admire a deity.

I love to praise the Lord. It is a part of each service that I look forward to. When I listen at home I find myself lifting my hands and praising where I am and with what I am doing. It is a part of my life, and I am so grateful for a relationship with God that I can honor Him.

As I have thought about this today, I have felt like I have not been in a place of praise. I have felt quiet and moody, almost. As I walked today I asked the Lord what was wrong with me.

I felt that what I needed was to be still. Once more that word I contend with. I had an image of curling up on a lap, a soft quilt wrapped around me and allowing everything in me to unwind. As I imagined myself like this, I reflected that curling up on my Creator’s lap was in itself a form of worship. I would be giving up and unwinding, allowing Him, to envelope me in His presence. Like I used to do with my girls when they were little, I would grab a quilt, wrap them up completely and sit and rock them. I would hold them and gently sing to them. They would hear my voice and the rhythm of my breath and snuggle in for rest.

This is my goal for me, to climb up into our Father’s lap with my blankie and listen for His breath and His song over me. Like all of nature that praises and dances for our Lord, this will be my offering to the King of Kings.