As we journey on there will be rivers, and we shall find neither bridges nor boats nor aeroplanes. But the rivers can be lept by a spring of the will, the resolute will NOT to come short of the promise of entering into Hist rest. There will be Giants’ Valleys, and mountains of immense and impossible obstacles. But nothing can hold up one who follows a conqueror.
We are not promised smooth roads, but rough. When things are smooth we should look up in delight and thanksgiving, thinking of them as breathing spaces rather than as the normal condition of things. Rough roads make it certain that we shall often come to our Lord for rest.
~~ Amy Carmichael ~~
Whispers of His Power
Come unto ME,
All ye that labour and are heavy laden,
And I will give you rest,
Take my yoke upon you, and learn of Me;
For I am meek and lowly in heart:
And ye shall find rest for your souls.
Matthew 11:28, 29
I dedicate this day to prayer for all that have entered choppy waters, or continue to battle breaking waves, and mostly for those whose vessels have sprung leaks, thus filling their boats with peril and fear.
The swift currents in my own life render my oars useless . . . and so I fall upon the Lord and follow Him in the pathways of love to find the impossible possible once again.
9 comments:
Thank you!
oh my sweet friend for YOU I give THANKS!!!!
Beautiful!!
What a wonderful post!
You are always in my thoughts and prayers...
Life can be so difficult at times, know that you have people who care and are praying for you but most importantly, a loving heavenly Father who knows you best and loves you most!
Sending you gentle hugs and tons of joy!
lots of love, good thoughts and prayers coming your way. And a big thank-you, for helping me to find my way and live a better life, fully and faithfully...;p
beautiful and thank you
His oars are better than yours anyhow
bless you
k
I feel like you're talking to me with this post. Thank you...
Lovely thoughts and fabulous illustrating photos.
:-)
I'm sure there was more I was going to say but a cheruby little face just stepped in to tell me that "breakfast is yucky. (switch to sing song squeak) Can I have a cookie?" followed by a very cheeky grin.
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