A Quiet Saturday Morning

I really like my quiet Saturday mornings, especially the ones when my boy is with me. He is the best 14 year old there is. I really see the fruit of trusting God with him. I am still constantly tempted to fret about him. That will probably pass when....?

I just finished reading a facebook comment by Shawn Bolz on recent prophetic utterances by Bob Jones and Rick Joyner.

It gave me an interesting measurement of where the place is that I am standing. It is not so much standing as leaning. and I am pretty sure I would be leaning there for my strength, no matter where my body was residing. and all that matters is where I am leaning.

How can I live like that? I am seeing it real. I saw it in how I presented the material to the crew yesterday morning. It is fearlessness. I was not fearless, but each challenge makes way for me to lean harder on the arm of my Beloved. Each time I trust Father, I am less inclined to make the mistake of doing anything to self medicate or self rescue. Wherever I am supposed to be, that is where I am.

How can beacons be on the move?

Grace and More Grace

I did not care who they were. I still did not care who they were when one of them insulted me to try to provoke me, or at least pay him as much attention as he believed he deserved. When I finally looked up and saw who they were, I still only wanted to know how I could serve them. I have gotten in the habit of being alright.

My God said, "Fear Not." By the Grace of God, I am trying to obey that command. And because I am trying, He is making me fearless.

When I can walk fearless, it becomes clear that I don't need to take. That makes my Kingdom citizenship interesting. Thank you, Father, for holding me and telling me over and over that You will never leave nor foresake me.