‘But Moses asked God, “Who am I that I should go to Pharaoh and that I should bring the Israelites out of Egypt? ” He answered, “I will certainly be with you’ Exodus 3:11, 12
Hi Angelheart! Mornin’!
When God calls you to a new place and a new project, it comes with a promise of victory. However, He ONLY gives it to you when you wrestle it out of the hands of the enemy.
You may think, “others might be better than me; might be stronger than me; might be faster than me.”
When it all boils down, here is the deal: you and me, we are in God’s plan for the long haul.
Make up your mind-your heart is already there:
“They won’t be hungrier than me for a heart like His. I’m in charge of my own hunger.”
And, our Creator notices those who are willing to go the distance. He accelerates the journey, DearOne, he makes the tools that you have work for His glory.
God drafts those with the right heart.
He knows.
He uses what we’ve got and over-adds the rest when our aim is to bring Him glory!
Get your worship on, God’s Child. We’ve got a job to do – and Father God is filling in the gaps.
Oh, yes. He sure is!

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‘A cloud appeared, overshadowing them, and a voice came from the cloud: This is My beloved Son; listen to Him!’ (Mark 9:7 HCSB)

Hi BelovedOne!
Cool out this morn. Exceptionally beautiful.
The voice of God spoke to Peter and the Thunder brothers. At the time, the three of them did not know that they would one day emerge as the ones that would carry on the message of Christ so that you and me could hear it. They knew a mission was coming, but they did not know what that mission would be.
Notice what God told them: “Listen to Him”.
DearHeart, when God is prepping you, sometimes you feel like you’re in a worthless state of limbo. But, every time you settle into obedience, every promise He has every made to you is like a tickle on the palm of your hand, like the wings of a angel landing softly. Especially when He calls you to simply ‘listen’. For a day, for a year, for decades, live on His promises: “You will never leave me, You will not forsake me, You are my friend, I have nothing to fear, Your ways are right….”
Claim them.
Listen on.
Live there.

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“But you will receive power when the Holy Spirit comes upon you. And you will be my witnesses, telling people about me everywhere … and to the ends of the earth.” (Acts of the Apostles 1:8 NLT)

Fantastic morn to you, CalledOne!

My weekend with a group of precious God’s girl-souls has been one I won’t soon forget. To me life is about tender experiences … the ones we make for ourselves, and the ones we make for others.
DearHeart, you have been called to create Christ-moments. Today, give everything you’ve got into bringing a soul into a situation where they feel totally alive in Christ and know that they are truly living.
Give away God-moments.
Be a guide into the Holy.
Breathe in this morning’s fresh spring air, then breathe God Most High into the life of another.
That is your mission field today.
Monday-mission.
Go!

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‘For every one of God’s promises is “Yes” in Him. Therefore, the “Amen” is also spoken through Him by us for God’s glory.’ 2 Corinthians 1:20
Awe, SweetOne,
In His promises, we have been lathered and washed. It is much like this morning after a spring rain – your Creator will use His sky and His sun to glow with promise. Pay close attention, Dearheart.
Every bloom,
every sun-struck rock face,
every petal,
will sing out with clarity of Holy promises.
Let your soul be filled with the wonder of God-breathed life. With each change in the arc of the sun the entire stage setting for creation is new – something never seen before.
Father God is not One to allow your life to be mediocre. Shine fresh with this promise of His new day; shine as a visible hymn in the air, sung with angelic chords, oh, yes, PreciousOne! Live every moment in the promises!!
Thank you, Jesus!
Thank you!

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‘Only goodness and faithful love will pursue me all the days of my life, and I will dwell in the house of the Lord as long as I live.’ Psalms 23:6

Good morning, Child of the Risen Savior,
Down the road from our home is a pasture where lamas live. They are a hoot to watch-sometimes still as statues. Sometimes, wonderful personality bouncing out all over!
Cattle, skunks, llamas, squirrels, porcupines, deer, mice, lizards, roadrunners, will surely dance and frolic this morn on our just washed plains. The hope of the risen Savior will stretch into the spring with great blooms of color. Rain, another sweet gift of hope. Our land rejoices with our souls, as each bloom becomes a holy shrine reminding us:
HE IS RISEN!

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‘Joseph of Arimathea, a prominent member of the Sanhedrin who was himself looking forward to the kingdom of God, came and boldly went in to Pilate and asked for Jesus’ body.’ Mark 15:43

Good mornin’ Beloved,
She watched them detach His body. She had watched his murder. Helpless. Numb. She stood. Watching.
Someone would have placed a shawl across her shoulders…offered to walk her home. She stayed. Frozen.
Her son.
Her baby.
She had given birth to Him alone.
She had been promised His Divinity.
The child with whom she and her husband had fled to avoid a slaughter of the innocents.
She held her son in that stable, radiant Child of promise to the world – now dead.
The divine dream, slaughtered with her Jesus.
She watched-
helpless,
her gentle healer,
her promised son of God Almighty,
her knowing child,
dragged through hell on earth.
DearOne, we do not witness the Passion with intellect … or even eyes, ears, or heart. We share in it all the way down into the cells of our grief, all the way down into all the courage our bones can muster.
We share the depth of grief as His mother.
She stayed.
She stared.
Broken.
Empty.
Eyes on the cross.

Immediately a rooster crowed a second time, and Peter remembered when Jesus had spoken the word to him, “Before the rooster crows twice, you will deny Me three times.” When he thought about it, he began to weep.’ Mark 14:72

Good morning, God’s Child!
Holy Week always stirs us, doesn’t it? I’ve been thinking about life’s regrets, and reading with Simon Peter in mind. He had been zealous and reckless – sword in hand, until it really counted. Then he chickened out. Mmmm.
With every blood-curdling scream, every metallic clang of the hammer on the nails, Peter, standing on the fringe of the crowd, must have felt a rhythmic pounding in his temple of “I-don’t-know-the-man”. The scene would play in an endless loop all of his days. Nightmares.
Regrets. There’re no words for the level of shame Peter must have felt. Guilt. How could he ever face himself?
He remembered Jesus words, “Peter, do you love me?” “Feed my sheep”.
Now self-loathing made him vomit.
Peter must have thought his days of service to the king were over. But,have you noticed, Father God has a different way of thinking, Sweetheart? In only a few weeks, Peter was preaching a rhythm of “I-KNOW-THE-MAN”!!!
Once Peter truly realized his human frailty, he was finally ready to be of service to His Master’s kingdom.
Where do you see yourself in Peter’s story, BelovedOne? What will it take for you to go at each day sold-out-bold for the Savior of the world?
What’s your story?

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‘Then they brought the donkey to Jesus and threw their robes on it, and He sat on it. Many people spread their robes on the road, and others spread leafy branches cut from the fields.’ Mark 11:7,8

Good morn, God’s Child-
We have jackrabbits that hunt and play under the protection of the barbed-wire fence that leads up to our Oklahoma home. Their sixth sense as they scavenge for food is enthralling. Hawks fly over, knowing they have no chance at them with that fence in the way.
All living creatures have that built in intuition, some are highly tuned in. Some- not so much. I wonder, the hearts of all animalkind, as they watched their Creator ride into Jerusalem on the waves of excited cheers of the people. The animals surely knew … how soon the tide would turn against their Maker, the way they know and prepare for a storm before the front even arrives.
The bird cries of the day would have surely sent warning to a listening ear. Ladybugs on palm branches swattering wings in full color to warn the King. While the curious crowds called Him on in. “Hosanna”!
All of our salvation history leads up to, and goes forth from the events of this Holy Week. How will you journey with Him through this day, BelovedOne? Open your heart a little wider to feel the things you have not thought of before. Live each dust-rising step with the author of your eternity.
Don’t spend your time simply wondering about the events of this historical week, allow your heart, with animal instincts, to truly feel Him.