In our shower is a beautiful metal corner rack that holds all the shower products from shampoo to the exfoliating brush that is needed (or wanted) when I take my shower. The rack does its job holding everything in place, keeping the shower beautifully organized like we paid for it to do. However you have to be gentle with this rack. It may look strong and beautiful, but when you touch it, you see that it is in fact rather flimsy. One wrong move could take the shelf and all the products down with it. Talk about looks can be deceiving!
In my prayer room that doubles as a guest room, there is a tall lingerie dresser that provides much needed extra storage. In one particular drawer I keep items that don't have to be accessed very often as the drawer doesn't have the track to help it glide in and out of the unit with ease. It takes being more than careful getting into the drawer without causing further damage. The piece of furniture looks great but it is hiding the truth that one drawer is in want of much needed repair.
How many of us are like these things? On the outside we look fine. Maybe we are gorgeous and petite like some dream to be, but our personal life is a mess or we have inner turmoil that is a tornado that is brewing ready to destroy everything in its path. Maybe we look strong but one false move and we will crumble to the floor in a heap! Maybe, just maybe, we are moments away from our world being broken beyond repair.
We let others see what we want them to see or even let them see what we think they want to see. In this life there are circumstances that will test our character, our strength, and even our belief system.
We hide that we are hurting so bad that we think that our hearts will break to pieces. We hide that our strength is at the point that if one more thing is added we are going to collapse under the weight. We hide the fact that we are not fine and need help or at least comforting.
As I was in prayer this morning the song "Wrap Me in Your Arms" came on. I had to smile as the lyrics were expressing my prayer I was speaking to Him.
The lyrics were (are):
I was in my secret place that I go to be with God. Calling out to Him wanting to BE WITH Him. Knowing that is where I belong, with Him. In His presence.
As I was meditating on that song, I could picture the Lord holding me in His arms. As He held me I was being renewed. My strength was returning, my hurting heart was being repaired, and burdens were being lifted. (Amen, Hallelujah, Thank You Jesus!)
As I heard the words, "You can make me like You" I remembered Genesis 1:26, Let us make mankind in our image... We were made in the image of God. God is our Father, He created us. His DNA runs through us. I had to get up and dance as it is true. He loves me, He made me like Him and He wants to be with me as much (if not more) than I want to be with Him.
He is our Papa God, our Father. When things aren't going they way that they should, why do we think that He doesn't love us or that He is mad at us? Why do we think that He doesn't care about us or our problems? Why do we think that He is the one that causes are of our pain and bad issues in life?
He doesn't. He isn't the one that causes all of that. The enemy is the one who steals, kills and destroys.
We make the choice of who we are going to serve in this world, God or satan. If you think you don't serve either one, you are wrong, the fence belongs to the devil.
God wants to help us all. He knows what brokenness we are hiding. He wants to heal us of our pain, sickness and diseases. If you are like my shower shelf or the dresser and you are in need of what you can't give yourself, please, I pray that you will go into your secret place and let God wrap you in His arms, making you like Him. In His presence is where we all belong.
Until Next Time, God Bless!!!
As I was in prayer this morning the song "Wrap Me in Your Arms" came on. I had to smile as the lyrics were expressing my prayer I was speaking to Him.
The lyrics were (are):
There is a God who loves me
Who wraps me in His arms
That is the place where I am changed
And that's where I belong
Take me to the place Lord
To that secret place where
I can be with You
You can make me like You
Wrap me in your arms
Wrap me in your arms
Wrap me in your arms
As I was meditating on that song, I could picture the Lord holding me in His arms. As He held me I was being renewed. My strength was returning, my hurting heart was being repaired, and burdens were being lifted. (Amen, Hallelujah, Thank You Jesus!)
As I heard the words, "You can make me like You" I remembered Genesis 1:26, Let us make mankind in our image... We were made in the image of God. God is our Father, He created us. His DNA runs through us. I had to get up and dance as it is true. He loves me, He made me like Him and He wants to be with me as much (if not more) than I want to be with Him.
He is our Papa God, our Father. When things aren't going they way that they should, why do we think that He doesn't love us or that He is mad at us? Why do we think that He doesn't care about us or our problems? Why do we think that He is the one that causes are of our pain and bad issues in life?
He doesn't. He isn't the one that causes all of that. The enemy is the one who steals, kills and destroys.
We make the choice of who we are going to serve in this world, God or satan. If you think you don't serve either one, you are wrong, the fence belongs to the devil.
God wants to help us all. He knows what brokenness we are hiding. He wants to heal us of our pain, sickness and diseases. If you are like my shower shelf or the dresser and you are in need of what you can't give yourself, please, I pray that you will go into your secret place and let God wrap you in His arms, making you like Him. In His presence is where we all belong.
Until Next Time, God Bless!!!
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