Moments of Quiet Truth

" H is divine power has granted to us all things that pertain to life and godliness, through the knowledge of him who called us to his own glory and excellence, "       He has begun this good work in me and He will complete it. He is a master watch-winder and He is constantly winding my clock to again accurately keep in time with His plan for me. He renews my mind when I sit at His feet.      One cog in the watch of my life that I have been dealing with of late is my allusion of my control over 'my' life. Looking back over things that didn't go as I planned, I am tempted to try to figure out what went wrong and how I can keep those 'mistakes' from happening again. This is my attempt to manipulate people and circumstances to fit the 'timing' I think is best for my life.  " You are not your own, for you were bought with a price. So glorify God" 1 Cor. 6:19b-20a "Bought by such love, my life is not my own. My praise, my all...

  D ry and parched, bleeding, sore,  skin thirsty, soul thirsty.    Thirsty soul - dying from lack of Water. How often do I neglect the time to nourish that which is my protection, my first defense- time with Him? Why do I?  Why do I choose against life, fullness of joy inexpressible, rejoicing, peace, rest, slathering my soul with His life-giving love for the embellishment of that which will fade, is deceitful, vain, withering each moment more, will break down, bruise, and bleed?  And I wonder at His seeming silence, . . . . .  my coldness and lack of responsiveness toward Him And His command. I wonder that I balk at His goodness and grace when I have hewn out broken and cracked sisterns rather than revel in the endless Life-spring for my sustenance.  Soul thirsty - desperate to be filled with His grace.   And. He. fills.  He. overflows. my. cup.