Be Still

tara.jpg

As I view this photo, it takes me back to the chilly fall day I had taken my daughters to Guadalupe River State Park.  It was too cold to swim that day, but in my mind’s eye, I crawled over the gnarled tree roots as I had done many times before.  Carefully and slowly I made my way to the water.

I was barefoot and anticipated first touch of the water on my bare toes. They tingled as I slid my foot into the water, big toe first testing the temperature.  It was cool against my skin. I placed both feet into the bubbling, gurgling river as the water fully surrounded me. Making room for me. Welcoming me.  My feet sank slowly into the sandy, murky mud that enveloped my feet completely.  They have disappeared into the bed of the river. Every now and then, if I wiggle my toes, they reappear above the mud.

Small minnows ,dart to and fro, between my legs, tickling me with their tiny bodies as they search for their next meal.

Water, aimlessly floats and meanders lazily, as I bask in the sunshine not wanting the quiet solace to end.

I am overwhelmed by the many colors that my eyes behold. I am thankful as my senses are fully ignited by the beauty surrounding me, engulfing me, protecting me, shielding me. I am relaxed in the beauty of God’s creation.

I am still before Him. I know that He is God.

Advertisements

Let Your Mercy Wash Over Me

Let Your Mercy Wash Over Me.

By: Tara Young

 waterfall 2

Let your mercy flow like a river run

Washing over me.

Let the ebb and flow of this sinful life

Wash away from me.

Send your spirit Lord to fill my heart with joy.

In your mercy Lord wash me white as snow.

Let your mercy flow

Let your love change me                                               

Let your light shine down

Let your hope fill me

Let your joy overflow

Let your peace abound.

Let your fire burn.

Let forgiveness fall.

Let your mercy wash over me.

 waterfall

Duck Feathers

 There are times in each of our lives that we are on the receiving end of harsh words, or we are the ones dealing the harshness. We have to waddle around with what people say and how it is spoken to us. Do we allow what is voiced, to sit and fester with bitterness and resentment building up? Tucking it away for another day?

ducktuck

We need some duck feathers!

Have you have ever observed a duck in the water getting wet? Water droplets bead up on it’s back and simply roll off. My prayer the other day was, “Lord, let the unkind words spoken to me just roll off my back. Give me some ‘spiritual duck feathers’ to protect my heart. In Your name, Amen”

duckswim

Do you need to ask the Lord for a set of duck feathers?

If we allow the yucky, messy, gross, and putrid bitterness to turn into rottenness, what do we expect is going to come out of our mouths and our hearts? It won’t be good!

duckfun

We don’t need to hold all of the resentment and bitterness inside. Let’s ask God to get it out so that our hearts don’t spew putrid bile on our loved ones. Get away from that habit.

duckfly

Proverbs 4:23 NIV says it so plainly,

“Above all else, guard your heart, for everything you do flows from it.”

So, let’s have God clean out what is in there already and pray for some duck feathers to protect our hearts from what will be said in the future.

(Maybe I should have prayed for the shell of an armadillo! Then again, maybe not, as they have leprosy. Eeew. )

Duck feathers my friends!

duckstand