The Last Battle

rocky mountain with cloudsIn The Last Battle, C.S. Lewis’ final book in The Chronicles of Narnia series, Lewis paints his vision of what it might be like when Jesus leads his people to Paradise. A vision that had me in tears.

As the title suggests, this is the last and final battle in Narnia where good and evil have fought through the ages. With that said, if you haven’t read the book, and I suggest you do, and don’t want any “spoilers” perhaps you should skip down to the maroon quote.

As those of Narnia who stand for what is good and right battle against what is evil and unjust, their final battle cry becomes, “Further up and further in.”

When they reach a great golden gate, they aren’t sure what to do until they hear a voice say, “Welcome in the Lion’s name. Come further up and further in.”

At one point, as those who have gone further in gather around Aslan, he says, “You do not yet look so happy as I mean you to be.”

Lucy explains they are afraid he’ll send them back, as has often been the case, but Aslan assures her he won’t. He tells her, “No fear of that. Have you not guessed?”

He tells those around him they are no longer in the Shadow-Lands—as they called death. He tells them the (school) term is over. The holidays have begun.

Lewis finishes his chronicles of Narnia with these words.

And for us this is the end of all the stories, and we can most truly say that they all lived happily ever after. But for them it was only the beginning for the real story. All their life in this world and all their adventures in Narnia had only been the cover and the title page: now at last they were beginning Chapter One of the Great story … in which every chapter is better than the one before.

You and I are living the cover and title page of our stories. When we enter the Shadow-Lands and go further on and further in to stand before the Lion of Judah, Jesus Christ our LORD and Savior, that’s when our story REALLY begins.

That will be the beginning of our Great Story. The one God planned for us before time began. It will be a story in which EVERY chapter is better than the one before.

Can you imagine it? I’m not really sure I can, but I know it will be beyond anything I could ever dream, hope, or imagine.

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And the one sitting on the throne said, “See, I am making all things new!” And then he said to me, “Write this down, for what I tell you is trustworthy and true: It is finished! I am the A and the Z—the Beginning and the End. I will give to the thirsty the springs of the Water of Life—as a gift! Everyone who conquers will inherit all these blessings, and I will be his God and he will be my son. But cowards who turn back from following me, and those who are unfaithful to me, and the corrupt, and murderers, and the immoral, and those conversing with demons, and idol worshipers and all liars—their doom is in the Lake that burns with fire and sulfur. This is the Second Death.” Revelation 21:5-8 (TLB)

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love, pray, listen Book Review

love, pray, listen book coverlove, pray, listen by Mary DeMuth is not a how-to-parent adult children book. Instead, by using 1 Corinthians 13:4-7, Mary promises that by the time readers finish the book, they will have a better understanding of how to practically live in the midst of this parenting teeter-totter between grace without truth creates license, and truth without grace creates legalism.

Mary’s hope in writing this book is that parents will unpack what it means to tangibly love their adult children, deepen their prayer life for them, and actively hear the heart of their adult child.

Whether your adult child is making choices you rather they wouldn’t make or not, I believe all parents of adult children can benefit from reading love, pray, listen.

As Mary asks, what if our adult child’s behavior and decisions are not about them, per se, but part of God’s refining of us?

Perhaps, as we carefully read this book, we will find the answer to that question and much more.

I received a complimentary copy of this book from Bethany House for a fair and honest review, which is exactly what I gave.

Have you read this book? If so, what was your impression of it?

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Pause for Poetry The Ninety and Nine

meadow lake

The Ninety and Nine

by Elizabeth C. Clephane

There were ninety and nine that safely lay
In the shelter of the fold.
But one was out on the hills away,
Far off from the gates of gold.
Away on the mountains wild and bare,
Away from the tender Shepherd’s care.

“Lord, Thou hast here Thy ninety and nine;
Are they not enough for Thee?”
But the Shepherd made answer:

“One of Mine Has wandered away from Me.
And although the road be rough and steep,
I go to the desert to find My sheep.”

But none of the ransomed ever knew
How deep were the waters crossed.
Nor how dark was the night that the Lord passed through
Ere He found His sheep that was lost.
Out in the desert He heard its cry
Sick and helpless, and ready to die.

“Lord, whence are these blood drops all the way
That mark out the mountain’s track?”
“They were shed for one who had gone astray,
Ere the Shepherd could bring him back.”
“Lord, why are Thy hands so rent and torn?”
“They are pierced tonight by many a thorn.”

But all through the mountains, thunder-riven,
And up from the rocky steep,
There rose a cry to the gate of heaven,
“Rejoice, I have found My sheep!”
And the angels sang around the throne,
“Rejoice for the Lord brings back His own!”

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When We’re in the Lions’ Den

roaring lionSometimes we may feel as if we’ve been tossed into the lions’ den. We find ourselves in a place we don’t want to be. During those times, have you ever thought that when we’re in the lions’ den, we’re there because God allowed it for a purpose he wants to accomplish?

That’s how it was with Daniel in the Old Testament. He was smart, attractive, a member of the royal family and nobility of Israel when Babylon conquered it. Daniel was deeply committed to serving God without compromise.

Still, God allowed Daniel to be among those taken as captives from Israel to live in Babylon for seventy years. God had a purpose he wanted to accomplish, which Daniel was not aware of at the time.

Because some of the authorities in Babylon were jealous of Daniel and the favor King Darius showed him, they plotted against Daniel. They knew Daniel was upright and served God, so they realized the only way they could harm Daniel was to have the king make a law against worshiping Daniel’s God.

They tricked King Darius into issuing a decree that said anyone who prayed to any god or man, except the king, during the next thirty days, would be thrown into the lions’ den.

The king’s decree didn’t stop Daniel from praying to God. In fact, Daniel went home, threw open his window for all to hear, and prayed morning, noon, and night.

When Daniel’s jealous accusers reported this to the king, King Darius had no choice but to have his friend thrown into the den of lions. Something worth remembering is that at this point in time, Daniel was in his eighties.

Although Daniel was thrown into the lions’ den, instead of being eaten, God sent his angel into that pit to protect Daniel. The angel shut the lions’ mouths so they could not harm Daniel.

The next morning when King Darius checked on Daniel, he was overjoyed to find his friend still alive. The king had Daniel pulled from the pit, and had his accusers, along with their families, thrown into it.

The Bible tells us before the men even reached the floor of the den, the lions overpowered them and crushed all their bones.

Just as God was with Daniel in the lions’ den, he is with us in ours. We face different lions than Daniel faced, but our lions can be just as fierce at times.

We face health lions. Financial lions. Gossipy lions. Lying lions. Loneliness lions. Loss of loved ones lions. Vicious rumor-spreading lions. Jealous lions. And sometimes, if we aren’t careful, we can be the harmful lion in someone else’s life.

Regardless of the lions we face, as God’s children, our lions will never be stronger than our God.

As was true with Daniel, if God allows us to be in a den of lions, there’s a reason. Instead of focusing on the lions’ sharp teeth that can destroy us, let’s turn our eyes upon Jesus. The One who can shut the lions’ mouths and deliver us from any pit we might find ourselves in.

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Daniel answered, “May Your Majesty live forever! God sent his angel to shut the mouths of the lions so that they would not hurt me. He did this because he knew that I was innocent and because I have not wronged you, Your Majesty.” Daniel 6:21-22 GNT

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Tomorrow

frogDon’t boast about tomorrow.

Don’t worry about tomorrow.

Don’t put off until tomorrow.

Those were Preacher’s three points during a recent sermon. He used Proverbs 27:1 for his first point. Don’t boast about tomorrow because you don’t know what tomorrow may bring.

I dare say each and everyone of us can give an Amen to that. How many times have we been certain we would do so and so, go here or there, accomplish this or that, and end up at the total other end of the spectrum from what we said we would do?

Yeah. That.

Jesus tells us in Matthew 6:34 not to worry about tomorrow because today has enough trouble for itself. While discussing this point, the minister said “What if doesn’t come from God.”

It’s true, isn’t it? What if is not from God. It is what causes us to worry and fret. God doesn’t want us to worry and fret.

As a counterpoint to worry, Preacher offered a solution. Flip our worry to trusting God with our problem. I like that.

The last point, was don’t put off until tomorrow what needs to be done today. It has implications beyond the spiritual, doesn’t it?

I’ve mentioned before I’m a huge procrastinator. I also carry around a hefty dose of worry most days. So I’m familiar with these passages of scripture as I’ve worked not to put things off. Or to worry.

Preacher mentioned a story from the Bible which, although I am extremely familiar with it, I never once considered the point he mentioned.

In the story recounting the plagues God sent upon Egypt in the book of Exodus as a result of Pharaoh’s hard heart, and his refusal to let the Israelites leave, there is a moment during the frog plague where Pharaoh says something that makes you shake your head.

Tomorrow.

Pharaoh had the opportunity through Moses to ask God to rid Egypt of the frog plague immediately. Instead, Pharaoh said do it tomorrow. Leave the frogs hopping around our kitchens, in our cupboards, beds, yards, streets, everywhere, until tomorrow.

Sometimes, like with Pharaoh, God asks us when we want to get rid of our worry. Instead of saying right now, this very minute, we say, aw, no rush. Let me keep worrying with it. I’m sure I can handle it myself. Maybe what I’m worrying about will simple disappear.

Leave it until tomorrow. I’m good, thanks.

Do you think that’s what Pharaoh thought? Do you think he had no faith whatsoever that God would or could indeed get rid of the frogs?

I might not be dealing with physical frogs at this particular moment in time, but I can tell you, I often hold on to my worry frogs until a future tomorrow, instead of trusting God to help me with whatever it is I’m allowing to hop all over my house.

How about you? Do you hold onto your worry frogs until tomorrow? If so, let’s determine to flip our worry, as Preacher said, and trust God with it.

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Then Pharaoh summoned Moses and Aaron and begged, “Plead with the Lord to take the frogs away from me and my people. I will let your people go, so they can offer sacrifices to the Lord.”

“You set the time!” Moses replied. “Tell me when you want me to pray for you, your officials, and your people. Then you and your houses will be rid of the frogs. They will remain only in the Nile River.”

“Do it tomorrow,” Pharaoh said.

“All right,” Moses replied, “it will be as you have said. Then you will know that there is no one like the Lord our God.

Exodus 8:8-10 NLT

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Keep Your Lamp Trimmed and Burning

lighthouseRecently, I followed a few rabbit trails.

It started with the song, “Keep Your Lamps Trimmed and Burning”. Which led me to think about lighthouses.

Which led me to think about trips to lighthouses with Pilot.

Which of course, caused me to pause and look at pictures of our trips to lighthouses.

Which led me to think about the necessity to keep the lighthouse lamp trimmed.

Which led me to think about the soot oil caused to build up on the lighthouse lamps.

Which led me to think about how that soot dimmed the lamp.

Which led me to think about how, if that soot wasn’t removed, the light would not shine brightly.

Which led me to consider if the light doesn’t shine brightly as intended, lives might be lost.

So I did a little research.

Yep. Rabbit trail.

Early lighthouse keepers were told that the oil canisters that held oil, and the lamps should always be perfectly clean. Inside and out.

The lamp was to be trimmed, and the burnt section of the wick cut off every day. Keepers were also instructed that oil long kept without use grows thick, and won’t burn well. 

Next to actually tending to the light, keepers had to clean the lamps, reflectors, and lantern room windows, as well as prepare the wicks and oil for the following night.

Keepers were told to take the lamp apart piece by piece and cleanse it once a month. Cleaning the necessary lighting equipment was vital to producing good light.

In one instruction manual, keepers were told if everything after being used was cleansed from oil, and then kept neatly, it would not be so unpleasant a task as it usually is to take care of lamps.

Makes sense, right?

Mind the lamp. Keep the wick trimmed and burning. Get rid of the soot. Clean the lamp inside and out. If you don’t use the oil, it’ll grow useless.

Prepare each night for the next day. If you do a good job removing the soot and keep the lamp clean, it won’t be such an unpleasant job the next time.

My rabbit trail didn’t end there, however.

Next, I considered how those of us who follow Jesus are called to be lights in this dark world. We are called to keep our lamps trimmed and burning.

Our container holding the oil used to keep our lamp burning needs to be cleaned inside and out. We need to search our hearts piece by piece. Cleaning is essential to letting our lights shine brightly.

If we regularly examine ourselves before God, remove the soot, and strive to follow his will, then it won’t be so unpleasant a task the next time.

As the keeper’s oil needed to be used often or it would grow useless, if we don’t share the message God gave us to share, it will grow thick. It won’t burn well.

Everything had to be cleaned each night. The next day’s needs were taken care of before bed. Nightly prayer helps us achieve this.

If we don’t trim the lamps, soot will build up. If we don’t remove the soot, our light will be dimmed. If our light is dimmed, we won’t shine brightly for Jesus. If we don’t shine brightly for Jesus, lives could be lost.

Keep your lamps trimmed and burning. The time is drawing nigh. Children, don’t get weary. Don’t get weary ’til your work is done. African American Spiritual

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“You are the light of the world—like a city on a hilltop that cannot be hidden. No one lights a lamp and then puts it under a basket. Instead, a lamp is placed on a stand, where it gives light to everyone in the house. In the same way, let your good deeds shine out for all to see, so that everyone will praise your heavenly Father.” Matthew 5:14-16 NLT

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Well-planned-out

map of USAIn July, Pilot, our dog Daisy, and I went on a well-planned-out RV trip from Texas to North Dakota.

Our initial quest was to follow parts of the Lewis and Clark Trail. The trip took us over 4,000 miles round-trip to ten states in ten days. Whew.

It was a wonderful trip, although it did hold several surprises. Some good. Some not so good. One surprise was rather scary, actually. But that’s a story for another blog post.

As you might imagine, with that many miles to travel we had a plan. However, the week before the trip I suggested a change. Instead of visiting one particular museum, I wanted to visit a different one.

That proved to be a wonderful decision, even if the road getting to the museum was closed due to construction. We ran into a lot of road construction delays this trip. Plus, navigating Kansas City, Missouri rush hour traffic was a bit of a challenge.

One day, Pilot made a spur of the moment decision to take the road less traveled, to quote a famous poet, and serendipitously, we ended up at the Geological Center of the Americas; Canada, United States, and Mexico. Pretty cool. We also stumbled upon the Geological Center of the United States another day.

An unplanned decision to go into Montana took us to the glorious grandeur of God’s Painted Canyon in the Theodore Roosevelt National Park. That was another stop we weren’t expecting.

One museum we hoped to visit was closed. Undaunted, we found a different one to go to. This museum ended up being one of Pilot’s favorite stops.

The Atka Lakota museum on the grounds of the St. Joseph Indian School was wonderful, especially the film we watched. Proving small does not mean insignificant.

Three times in North Dakota, God arranged it so we arrived at museums in time to go on the last tours of the day. Otherwise, we’d have missed them altogether due to our schedule.

There is a lot more I’ll tell you in future posts, but right now, the point of this post is the following. Although we had a well-planned-out trip, as is always the way in life, God was the One in charge.

I’d like to leave you with this devotional thought from Streams in the Desert.

In no way is it enough to set out cheerfully with God on any venture of faith. You must also be willing to take your ideas of what the journey will be like and tear them into tiny pieces, for nothing on the itinerary will happen as you expect.

Your Guide will not keep to any beaten path. He will lead you through ways you would never have dreamed your eyes would see. He knows no fear, and He expects you to fear nothing while He is with you.

Streams in the Desert

L.B. Cowman

The day had gone; alone and weak
I groped my way within a bleak and sunless land.
The path that led into the light
I could not find! In that dark night
God took my hand.
He led me that I might not stray,
And brought me by a safe, new way
I had not known.
By waters still, through pastures green
I followed Him— the path was clean
Of briar and stone.
The heavy darkness lost its strength,
My waiting eyes beheld at length
The streaking dawn.
On, safely on, through sunrise glow
I walked, my hand in His, and lo,
The night had gone.
~Annie Porter Johnson

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Abraham trusted God, and when God told him to leave home and go far away to another land that he promised to give him, Abraham obeyed. Away he went, not even knowing where he was going. Hebrews 11:8 TLB

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What the Drought Revealed

dinosaur track Did you hear the recent news about what the drought revealed here in Texas? More dinosaur footprints at the Dinosaur Valley State Park. These new tracks are from around 113 million years ago.

When Pilot and I visited the Dinosaur Valley State Park years ago, we were able to see the prints on the dry areas of the Paluxy River as well as beneath the water. Very cool.

Those things, as you can image, are huge. You can see how small my feet are in comparison in the photo above.

Due to the excessive drought conditions we’ve had this summer, the river dried up completely in most locations.  This allowed more tracks to be uncovered.

Under normal river conditions, these newer tracks would still be underwater, filled in with sediment, and buried.

Some of the tracks at the park are from adult dinosaurs that stood about 15 feet tall and weighed close to seven tons. Others are from adults which stood about 60 feet tall and weighed about 44 tons.

Since this recent discovery, Texas has fortunately received much needed rain.

Unfortunately, that rain is expected to cover the tracks and fill them with sediment again. Which really is a good thing, because it helps protect the tracks from weathering and erosion.

So is there a spiritual aspect to all this? I think there is.

In our lives, we often have tracks hidden beneath the surface, don’t we?

Things which over the years have filled with sediment. Things which aren’t visible, but are there nonetheless.

Sometimes we don’t think about the deep footprints of past pain until there is a personal drought in our lives.

Our drought can remove everything that kept the tracks covered. Our drought can manifest itself in any number of ways. Physical. Mental. Spiritual. Financial. Emotional. Relational.

A lot of times, the tracks are painful to remember. Maybe they are reminders of things we wish never happened in the first place. Things we wished we’d done differently. Or things we wish had a different outcome.

Perhaps these tracks feel as if they were made my a 44 ton dinosaur that smashed our dreams, our hopes, our future. Leaving behind nothing but huge holes as evidence of where it passed by.

Those dinosaur tracks along the Paluxy River in north Texas will once again fill with sediment. They will be removed from sight, but not from existence.

For those of us who put our hope and trust in Jesus Christ as our Lord and Savior, we can have confidence that when we hand our hidden dinosaur tracks over to the one who can heal all our buried hurts and brokenness, he won’t just cover them up with sediment, he’ll remove them through the power of his love.

And that’s a good thing, isn’t it?

Do you have any dinosaur tracks a drought has revealed which you need to bring to Jesus?

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I look to the mountains; where will my help come from? My help will come from the Lord,who made heaven and earth. Psalm 121:1-2 GNT

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Action Before Reaction

gorge Recently, I considered once again a statement Sir Isaac Newton made in the 1600s. Action before reaction. Not only does this axiom apply to physics, it applies to faith as well.

There were decisions which needed made. Just like with the automatic door at a store, if I expected the decisions to be made, I needed to do something about them.

Staring at the door won’t open it.

Wishing it would open won’t grant me admission.

Hoping it will open? Nope.

Waiting for someone else to activate the open-sesame apparatus could take forever.

If I want that door to open, I have to take the necessary first steps of action to cause a reaction.

In our decisions which require faith, we have to take the initial step. Action. Believing we will see God’s answer. Reaction.

In the movie Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade, there is a pivotal scene. Indie rushes to find the Holy Grail to bring life-saving water back to his dying father.

Following the directions written in an ancient book, Indie gets to an opening. He sees no way to cross the gorge that gapes before him. He looks at the words in the book.

Only a leap from the lion’s head will prove his worth. It’s a leap of faith. You must believe.

When Indie steps out into the nothingness before him in faith, once he makes the first move and acts, a bridge across the gorge appears. Using the bridge, Indiana Jones makes it safely to the other side and back in time.

Action before reaction.

In the story recorded in Genesis 22 we find Abraham,  knife lifted high into the air, ready to plunge it deep into the chest of his son, Isaac. Action.

Instead of Isaac becoming the sacrifice God required, God provides a ram for the sacrifice, and stops Abraham from killing Isaac. Reaction.

In Joshua 3:14-17 we read that when Joshua and the Israelites got to the flooded Jordan River before entering the land of Canaan, as soon as the priests’ feet touched the water’s edge, action, the water upstream stopped flowing, reaction. They had to step into liquid before they could cross on dry ground.

Something we need to remember is these men lived their whole life in the desert. They didn’t know how to swim. I’m thinking just placing their feet into swiftly moving water might have been a faith challenge all by itself.

Jesus told the ten lepers in Luke 17 to head toward the priest. Action. Once they turned in obedience toward town, Jesus healed their leprosy. Reaction.

The man with a shriveled hand in Matthew 12 had to stretch out his hand as he was told, action, before Jesus made it whole, reaction.

In each of these stories, action came before reaction. These men walked by faith. Not by sight. We are called to do the same.

We don’t have to face daunting odds like Abraham, Joshua and the Israelites, the ten lepers, the man with a shriveled hand, or a seemingly un-crossable gorge like Indiana Jones faced, to engage our faith.

However, whatever and wherever God is calling us to act on what we believe, let’s believe, take that leap of faith from the lion’s head, and trust God for the rest.

Action before reaction.

Any action before reaction instance you’d like to share?

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For we walk by faith, not by sight. 2 Corinthians 5:7 NIV

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Sunrise Sightings of the Kingdom of God

Bible open to the PsalmsToday’s guest post, Sunrise Sightings of the Kingdom of God, written by Anthea Kotlan, first appeared on antheakotlan.com.

Don’t you love a good home or backyard makeover show?

Everyone does because it is entirely satisfying to spend less than an hour watching the entire transformation from broken to beautiful, gross to gorgeous, and so forth. A home renovation or backyard makeover typically takes months, but pop on your favorite streaming service, and you can witness a swift restoration. It’s a quick fix!

As humans, we are drawn to renewal. I believe it is a glimpse into the ache for the now and not yet of living in God’s Kingdom. God is in the business of renovating our lives for His glory. Will a setback turn into a setup for a miraculous display of restoration? Psalm 19 begins with recordings of these sightings in the world around us.

1The heavens declare the glory of God, and the sky above proclaims his handiwork. 2Day to day pours out speech, and night to night reveals knowledge.3 There is no speech, nor are there words, whose voice is not heard.4 Their voice goes out through all the earth, and their words to the end of the world. In them he has set a tent for the sun,5 which comes out like a bridegroom leaving his chamber, and, like a strong man, runs its course with joy.6 Its rising is from the end of the heavens, and its circuit to the end of them, and there is nothing hidden from its heat.(Psalm 19:1-6 ESV)

God Sightings

God appears in all aspects of creation. His presence is translated from the skies to the earth. In every 24-hour cycle, His presence is revealed from the first light to the dark of night. No part of earth or resident of this planet doesn’t experience the warmth of God’s presence. He covers every inch of the world and makes Himself known over and over in so many different ways because He is so kind. He wants everyone to see and experience Him. This drives His endless creativity to show up in new ways every day and night. Those twinkling stars, that staggering moon, and the sunrise remind us that His mercies are new every morning. He’s at work in a makeover every single day.

Sunrise Spotting

If your schedule permits, consider getting up about thirty minutes before the sun is scheduled to rise. Check the weather app on your phone; it will tell you when the sun will be coming up. Find a place outside where you can sit, sip coffee (a pretty essential part for me), and watch the first light of the sunrise begin to fill the sky. It’s a slow-motion reveal. Don’t take your eyes off the horizon for even a minute. A soft but growing glow begins the display. Then fingers of light poke up and out. Incrementally the sun appears and then hangs suspended between earth and the sky. So often, there is a vivid display of many colors. The sun almost seems to be paused, and yet it surges on. Finally, it is fully sprung and released to fill the sky with brightness.

This soul-tending activity is a sacred practice in the quiet early morning hours. It feels like a secret that God is sharing just with you. But, most of all, it is a reminder of God’s power to make all things new. A momentary glimpse into the promise of eternity in a new heaven and earth gives us the strength to face another day. These are sunrise sightings of the Kingdom of God.

Prayer

Lord, open my eyes to your displays of majesty. Please help me to see what you are doing in the world around me every day to prove who you are. Thank you for the sunrises. Thank you for reminding me of how you renew my and your world. Amen.

Anthea KotlanFor over thirty years, Anthea Kotlan has served as a women’s ministry leader in the church and community. She has a passion for discipleship and encouraging women to walk confidently in their God-given calling. She designs women’s retreats, teaches Bible studies, writes, and enjoys speaking at events. Recently, she began serving on a church plant team in Conroe, Texas with her husband, a bi-vocational priest. Every chance she gets, she spends time laughing with her two adult daughters or snuggling her two grandchildren. Check out Anthea’s blog for weekly soul-tending devotionals from the Psalms. antheakotlan.com 

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