There is a place deep within the heart of you that only God knows.

It is a place that only He can reach, a place where you alone can reach Him.

It is a place where your Father receives you, quiets you, and rests you.

It is a place where His abundant love will flow over and through you.

In your meeting place, He will reveal things wonderful and rewarding.

He will tell you secrets of things to be,

things that will surpass anything you would know to ask for.

He will delight you with revelations and nourish your soul.

He will not fail you when tired and weak, but come with strength and renewal.

If you will wait, silent and still, you will hear His footsteps on your heart.

He will come and spread joy and peace; He will speak wisdom for the journey.

You are His child, and He is your Abba Father.

Wait.  Listen.  Receive.

Read Psalm 91.  It is God’s word of promise for each of us. 

Last night I went to bed troubled.  So much was on my mind.  For years I fought my own battle with illness; then, I was healed of what was supposed to be something you never get over – just learn to live with.  But healing came from the hand of the Lord; there is no question in my mind of that.  It came that I might be able to help family members falling ill around me; first my mother, then my husband, and now my child.

There were other things mentally rambling around as I waited for sleep.  Now that I’m in the winding down years of life, I thought of things I had dreamed of and didn’t get around
to doing.  Things I felt I should do even now and didn’t know if there was still yet time or energy.  And other things mightily hoped for.

I fought back the tears that wanted to steal my resolve to be strong.  I thought of the many things I had to be thankful about.  I especially gathered round me the caring of family and friends who had stood with me through battle after battle.  I thanked God for His steadfastness throughout my life.   Never has He failed me!

This morning, when there was just enough light to find my way around the patio, I went outside to breathe in the new day.  There was a light chill in the air that I found invigorating and I settled in to enjoy the peace of a morning still quiet and still.  Joy flooded my heart as I knew once again that all was well in my world because God is in it and He is in control.

Every day I have a decision to make.  I can decide to live in realization and gratitude of all that I do have, or I can decide to pine over what I do not.  I am resolved to do the first.  I will not let sadness, regret or anxiety take from me the joys that I do have.  I will make the most of every blessing.  I may even trim them with bows and throw on a string of lights!  I will celebrate this day, and all the days given me, and here and there stand on tiptoe as I await miracles still yet to be.

“Weeping may endure for a night, but joy comes in the morning.”  Psalm 30:5 (NKJV)