This the evening sky I enjoyed on Thursday.
Autumn leaves on our birch.
My yellow rose in full bloom.
Some times when I dwell on my upcoming future I can barely tolerate the tumultuous emotions welling up inside me. My face is lightly touched with dew as fear of separation consumes my soul. Yet in this storm my Lord speaks kindly to me, reminding me that He will take care of me. This morning I was given a verse to hold to my heart. Luke 22:41-42: He walked away, perhaps a stone's throw, and knelt down and prayed this prayer: "Father, if you are willing, please take away this cup of horror from me. But, I want your will not mine."
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This is very powerful dear one. This only comes from an abiding heart. You are near Him...the safest place to be.
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