Morning Glory

(It just so happens that my Morning Glories are blooming!)  

               

Cause me to hear Your loving kindness in the morning, For in You do I trust; Cause me to know the way in which I should walk, For I lift up my soul to You.

Psalm 143:8

      There is a revealing of God’s glory in the morning that is different than any other time of day. It’s in the morning that the first fruits of the day are brought to the altar and sacrificed. It’s there we meet Him at the door of time and take His hand to enter into new opportunities and receive strength to stand in old trials. In the morning hours of a new day is where new chances are born, where the dark turns to light, and we awaken to the dawning of renewed hopes and dreams. At that moment when the sun peeks up from the horizon – darkness flees the day and God’s good plans spread out their rays across the paths of men.

      In the cool of the day is where Adam and Eve walked with God…before the heat…before the sin. They came naked with only their childlike hearts, and He spoke with them there. Something has been lost in the hours between the dawn and when we finally make time for Him. The grains of sand pouring from the hour glass of time are subject to the gravity that pulls them into motion. God’s plans tick away, minute and hour hand circling the face of the clock as it moves forward, like the earth rounding the sun.

      My soul yearns to meet Him there, in the cool of the day, but my flesh is weak. The two wrestle and I am torn. But on those days when my heart wins and I come, though dragging a weak and tired body – a pitiful sacrifice to lay before Him – I find He is there waiting for me. He accepts my meager offering and envelops it in His glory…His radiance, and I realize He has allowed me to be a witness and receive something from Him that I could never give – I see His morning glory…the first glimpse of Him to touch the day, and it remains lighter and brighter than if I had not gotten up to meet Him.

 How about you? Are you seeing His morning glory?

Please join me at Laced With Grace where I've shared the post, "Living Water."

You just may get wet!

Blessings,

Charlotte

         

Count it "all" joy?

      Through her tears she sobbed, "I will not give up!" I could see in her eyes she meant it. It was our last Thursday morning at Women’s Bible Study, we had just finished the lesson for the week and were writing down our prayer request. But when the sheet of paper came back to me, her name was not on it. She had already done her business at the throne of grace and a quiet resolve took the place of her request. She was still struggling with sickness, but her struggle with God had been replaced with an inner peace.

Today, my mind was drawn back to the first day of study when I read these words -

 "Count it all joy when you encounter various trials, knowing that the testing of your faith produces endurance." James 1:2-3

And with the knowledge came the trials - one after another. God's word was poured into the walking of our lives, every step a realization that patience was having its perfect work within our struggles.



      When God teaches, His lessons go deep. This was not going to be just another Bible Study...how could it be when it started with those words, "count it all joy when you encounter trials!" Joy in trials? We sit here now at the end of our long study together, and we have made it through the hot fire of many trials, each in our own way, and in varying degrees. Did we find the joy?



      I would not have thought it possible in past days of my life but now I see it...I believe it...it is possible. I see it mostly in them, the other women sitting across the table, their trials that came in the hardest places. But God's words remained true as they always are, and we learned firsthand that joy triumphs over trials. We learned to endure...to not give up. To count it all joy!



      The trials can be tiring, draining, and we sometimes fall victim to them and forget about the joy. But we have learned it and now we must own it...and He will remind us. He will strengthen us, and we will endure...with joy.


      With those simple words spoken, "I will not give up!" she unknowingly added the "Amen" to the prayer we had started weeks before when we first opened our Bibles to the book of James and bowed our heads to pray. Now we close with the answer to that prayer.



...knowing that the testing of our faith produces patience, (we will) let patience have its perfect work. That we may be perfect and complete lacking nothing! James 1:3-4



I see it in them, the other women, and I am encouraged.



      Are you going through something difficult...some trial? Is your faith being tested in some way? God may not choose to take you out of it, but he will give you joy in the midst of it. Joy is not dependent on the happenings in our lives…it is dependent on Jesus in our lives. With Him, we really can – “count it all joy!”

Lord...Am I Back?

It's been too long since I've been here to say hello and write a few lines. Much has happened to keep me away from my computer...and you all. I need to dust the spider webs from this blog and move it into the summer season before it's over. Was it really Spring when I was last here? Does anyone visit here anymore?

 In case you thought I wilted like a flower on the hillside and went to be with Jesus...I didn't...yet.

Lots of things have happened. Two of my grandsons had birthdays... turned two and seven, granddaughter turned five...there were parties, my father-in-law was sick (and still is) so I went to help him, one son came back from guarding the border - yeah!, I got sick...twice...and got well...twice, there was a suicide and a memorial for one too young to die, my sister-in-law moved close by with her husband, two grandchildren came for a visit, I helped with VBS (which some insist on calling Kid's Camp), and my last but not least (youngest) son registered for college. I watched two mommy turkeys raise fifteen babies from start to finish...they are now almost the same size as their moms. Every day they walk through our yard eating bugs and grass. Sometimes they lay in the shade under a tree. They come by to remind me that time is passing quickly...quick enough for them to be full grown!

I'm sorry to say the condition of my blog is a direct reflection of my life this summer. I've sat a few things on the shelves here and hope to return to them when time allows (Lord willing!). But what I learned from the turkeys and the suicide is some things need priority in life, others can be set aside for a time, and it is wise to not confuse the two.

I'm so glad God is in control...even if things seem out of control! He is working all things out.

I would love to hear from you...
Charlotte