Wow. That was really beautiful, piercing deep into my soul. I am still in a spiritual winter waiting. Waiting for the day to dawn and the day star to rise in my heart. When that day arrives, my song will change and I will join heaven and nature singing his praise.
Dawn, I have been through such a season before. Years ago, I walked through the most painful season of my life, a time of serious doubt, loneliness and despair. It was if the heavens themselves were shut against me. I've had a couple of "typical" dry spells, too. What God permits is a mystery, but I'm thankful to report that my heart eventually fell in line again. It made the simplest truths much dearer to me, and perhaps suffering was required to gain that. Hang in there. I certainly understand that feeling. And--your song will return.
It was so thoughtful of you to take the time to reply with such words of encouragement. I hope soon I will see these simple truths and be able to encourage others as you have and are doing with your artistic, inspirational writing style. Smiling...
How beautiful was that! I'm sitting here sipping my coffee, the day outside is cold, dark and threatening snow. The wood stove is sharing it's warmth with a soft glow. We feel safe on our arc in the middle of nowhere, NM. God is here, always ready to comfort and give a warm hug. And that's what he has given with our cozy home that we shed blood, sweat and tears over. A labor of Love, in God's name, Amen~
Your writing is perfectly beautiful…like “apples of gold in settings of silver”…
Seasons do come and go with regularity, both literally and figuratively. I remind myself that nothing lasts forever, not the hurting vacancy of winter nor the sometimes vacant heart. Spring ahead is promising, new life IS ahead and for this, I am thankful to the One Who planned each season with its individual characteristics. And so He has with the changing characteristics which interrupt our lives, urging dependence upon Him. He builds my faith in Him in the most unusual ways, ways I might never have chosen for myself but what do I know?! I have come to understand that His way is best for me and He will carry me through to the other side where and when I WILL give thanks for His faithfulness to me. “Why me?”, I ask myself a from time to time. Because He has chosen to set His love upon me and my heart is gladdened by His love for a most undeserving mortal. Sola dei gloria!
I don't have a kitchen window and most of the windows in my home roll down, but there is no snow here in west central Arizona, although there may be in Flagstaff.
Wow. That was really beautiful, piercing deep into my soul. I am still in a spiritual winter waiting. Waiting for the day to dawn and the day star to rise in my heart. When that day arrives, my song will change and I will join heaven and nature singing his praise.
Dawn, I have been through such a season before. Years ago, I walked through the most painful season of my life, a time of serious doubt, loneliness and despair. It was if the heavens themselves were shut against me. I've had a couple of "typical" dry spells, too. What God permits is a mystery, but I'm thankful to report that my heart eventually fell in line again. It made the simplest truths much dearer to me, and perhaps suffering was required to gain that. Hang in there. I certainly understand that feeling. And--your song will return.
It was so thoughtful of you to take the time to reply with such words of encouragement. I hope soon I will see these simple truths and be able to encourage others as you have and are doing with your artistic, inspirational writing style. Smiling...
How beautiful was that! I'm sitting here sipping my coffee, the day outside is cold, dark and threatening snow. The wood stove is sharing it's warmth with a soft glow. We feel safe on our arc in the middle of nowhere, NM. God is here, always ready to comfort and give a warm hug. And that's what he has given with our cozy home that we shed blood, sweat and tears over. A labor of Love, in God's name, Amen~
Always brilliant, insightful and steeped in truth. You need to write a book as your essays are never enough💞
Your writing is perfectly beautiful…like “apples of gold in settings of silver”…
Seasons do come and go with regularity, both literally and figuratively. I remind myself that nothing lasts forever, not the hurting vacancy of winter nor the sometimes vacant heart. Spring ahead is promising, new life IS ahead and for this, I am thankful to the One Who planned each season with its individual characteristics. And so He has with the changing characteristics which interrupt our lives, urging dependence upon Him. He builds my faith in Him in the most unusual ways, ways I might never have chosen for myself but what do I know?! I have come to understand that His way is best for me and He will carry me through to the other side where and when I WILL give thanks for His faithfulness to me. “Why me?”, I ask myself a from time to time. Because He has chosen to set His love upon me and my heart is gladdened by His love for a most undeserving mortal. Sola dei gloria!
I don't have a kitchen window and most of the windows in my home roll down, but there is no snow here in west central Arizona, although there may be in Flagstaff.