The Spring of My Heart
They say that time heals all wounds. The wound of Jon's death was massive. I never thought that the days might seem a bit brighter or my soul a bit more happy. But as spring has begun to arrive here in Wisconsin, there has been a bit of a new spring arriving in my soul as well. The days are not quite as hard, the tears don't fall quite as often, and the memories become a bit more enjoyable instead of so hard to bear. God is working abundantly in my life to give me a new hope and a new joy! Life is still hard and some days still really messy, but I know God is there, that he's watching, quietly working out His will in my life. He still has more for my story!
I can't begin to thank God enough for His loving tender care over me: His provision, His mercy, and His grace. My mornings with God have come to be my favorite time of the day. One of my favorite hymns is "I Come to the Garden Alone". I may not be physically in the garden, but if I were to close my eyes, I could picture the Lord and I in that garden. The fragrance of Jasmine and Roses filling the air. The sense of peace and the stillness of the soul. Soaking in the Father's love flowing out like radiant sunlight. There are no words spoken, nor does there need to be. The light shining out from His eyes says it all.
Isaiah 43:18-19 says: “Forget the former things; do not dwell on the past.
See, I am doing a new thing!
Now it springs up; do you not perceive it? I am making a way in the wilderness
and streams in the wasteland.
In the lowest and hardest times of life, it is so hard to trust the words that the Lord has given us. But as Christians we must. We can't let go, for when we do, we get sink into the miry pit. But if and when we find our self in that pit, all it takes is a cry out to Jesus. He'll come; He'll lift you up and set your feet upon the rock again and again. But hopefully each time He has to do that, we are learning to trust His words more and more. We must realize that the tighter we hold on and trust those words, the less often we fall into the pit.
Oh my friend, hold onto His word today. Let Him make new streams in your life. Our life is but a vapor, here today and gone tomorrow. Let us make the most of it, desiring nothing but to hear Him say, "Well done thou good and faithful servant!"
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