Tuesday, June 12, 2018

Dear God,

He came home singing, "My hope is built on nothing less than Jesus' blood and righteousness.  I dare not trust the sweetest frame but wholly lean on Jesus' name.  On Christ the solid rock I stand; all other ground is sinking sand.  All other ground is sinking sand."  He had gone to the church meeting to make a presentation on a way to lead the church back to Christ during a time of conflict.  I knew even before he spoke to me that he had seen Jesus during the meeting.

You never fail to bless us with your living presence when we trust you to lead us.  He knew the meeting could be a challenge; yet, he trusted in you to guide him.  "Everything I said tonight was God's," he told me.  Flushed with surprise, amazement and humility, he knew God had a great hand in the gathering of the faithful.  He knew God was present and he gave thanks.

Bless you,
Lord of heaven and earth,
for the
wondrous gifts
of your spirit.
You are generous
with your
loving guidance
and helpful hand.
Thank you
for faith
to walk
beside you
instead of
in front
of you.

Love, Andrea