I remember last year thinking how strange it was to have Easter in March. It's so early for Easter, I remember thinking! Boy am I glad that God purposed that time for you to have one Easter with all 4 of your precious babies. How fitting a way for you to then appreciate the gift of Easter that much more....the precious gift of the Father's ONLY Son being sacrificed on the cross for us. He knows the sacrifice you had to make all too well. He knows the hurt of losing a son. Yet He also knows the joy of having victory over death and having His son with Him in paradise for eternity. You too, will know this joy and victory one day soon. Until then, rejoice in the victory of our Risen King!
Happy Easter...the sunshine is for you today, Amy!
I've never seen this before but thought of you and your family, how faithful you are and trusting in God's guidance...
Dancing With God When I meditated on the word Guidance, I kept seeing "dance" at the end of the word. I remember reading that doing God's will is a lot like dancing. When two people try to lead, nothing feels right. The movement doesn't flow with the music, And everything is quite uncomfortable and jerky. When one person realizes that, and lets the other lead, Both bodies begin to flow with the music. One gives gentle cues, perhaps with a nudge to the back Or by pressing Lightly in one direction or another. It's as if two become one body, moving beautifully. The dance takes surrender, willingness, and attentiveness Gentle guidance and skill My eyes drew back to the word Guidance. When I saw "G": I thought of God, followed by "U" and "I". "God, "U" and "I" dance." God, you, and I dance. As I lowered my head, I became willing to trust That I would get guidance about my life. Once again, I became willing to let God lead. My prayer for you today is that God's blessings And mercies are upon you on this day and everyday. May you abide in God, as God abides in you. Dance together with God, trusting God to lead And to guide you through each season of your life.
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I remember last year thinking how strange it was to have Easter in March. It's so early for Easter, I remember thinking! Boy am I glad that God purposed that time for you to have one Easter with all 4 of your precious babies. How fitting a way for you to then appreciate the gift of Easter that much more....the precious gift of the Father's ONLY Son being sacrificed on the cross for us. He knows the sacrifice you had to make all too well. He knows the hurt of losing a son. Yet He also knows the joy of having victory over death and having His son with Him in paradise for eternity. You too, will know this joy and victory one day soon. Until then, rejoice in the victory of our Risen King!
Happy Easter...the sunshine is for you today, Amy!
In His love,
Julie
I've never seen this before but thought of you and your family, how faithful you are and trusting in God's guidance...
Dancing With God
When I meditated on the word Guidance,
I kept seeing "dance" at the end of the word.
I remember reading that doing God's will is a lot like dancing.
When two people try to lead, nothing feels right.
The movement doesn't flow with the music,
And everything is quite uncomfortable and jerky.
When one person realizes that, and lets the other lead,
Both bodies begin to flow with the music.
One gives gentle cues, perhaps with a nudge to the back
Or by pressing Lightly in one direction or another.
It's as if two become one body, moving beautifully.
The dance takes surrender, willingness,
and attentiveness
Gentle guidance and skill
My eyes drew back to the word Guidance.
When I saw "G": I thought of God, followed by "U" and "I".
"God, "U" and "I" dance."
God, you, and I dance.
As I lowered my head, I became willing to trust
That I would get guidance about my life.
Once again, I became willing to let God lead.
My prayer for you today is that God's blessings
And mercies are upon you on this day and everyday.
May you abide in God, as God abides in you.
Dance together with God, trusting God to lead
And to guide you through each season of your life.
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