Recognize the Lord

 

 

 

Recognize the Lord....

Recognize that the Lord is glorious and strong.

 

 

Recognize means to "know again"...

"identify someone from having encountered them before".

 

I know You Lord,

I know and experience You and Your work in my own life

and the lives of those You and I love.

I recognize that You are glorious.

You are strong.

You are clothed with strength.

 

I receive Your Word

and I choose to "recognize" You as the Glorious God

and the God of strength.

 

Selah

 

 

All my heart,

Deborah \0/



 

 





The sweetest sound

 



 

The Voice of the Lord....

no sweeter sound to my heart.

 

He speaks in the silence

and His voice is as gentle as a breeze,

yet loud as thunder.

 

I long for You,

so I position myself to hear Your voice.

 

I am learning that You desire

to speak to me even more than I long to hear You.

 

Overwhelmed by Your love

~

 

In His love,

Deborah xo





Intimacy

 

~I n t i m a c y~

 

(into-me-see)

 

 

Into me see my Lord,

as I look into Your heart.

 

 

In His love,

Deborah

\o/

Your embrace

 

You call me out upon the waters

 The great unknown where feet may fail

 And there I find You in the mystery
In oceans deep
My faith will stand

 And I will call upon Your name

 And keep my eyes above the waves

 When oceans rise

 My soul will rest in Your embrace

 For I am   Yours   and   You  are   Mine

 

 

 

Your   GRACE  abounds in  d e e p e s t  waters

 Your sovereign hand
Will be my guide

 Where feet may fail and fear surrounds me

 You've never failed and You won't start now

 

Spirit  lead me where my  trust  is  without borders

 Let me walk upon the waters

 Wherever You would call me

 Take me   deeper  than my feet could ever wander

 And my   faith  will be made stronger

 In the  presence  of   my Saviour

~

 

Oh my Lord,

how You show Yourself strong,

and yet truly tender

when fear wants to drown me

and overwhelm me.

As I call out to You, You are faithful

and present to rush in

like a mighty wave and save me.

You keep my head above the waves

and You overwhelm me with Your

Presence.

I bless You.

You hold my hand...

and You beckon me.

Come to me, you say...

and I walk upon the waters to You.

~

 

In His Love & embrace,

Deborah

\0/

 

 





Pure Love

 

~It is my dream that You would love me so~

 

 

 

In His love,

Deborah

\0/

Abide in Me

 

~In the place of my deepest heartache,

I looked up, opened up  and let Him in to fill up

all my crevices of hurt with His oil and love...

Beloved....He is more than enough~

 

 

In His love,

Deborah \0/

Found in You

~I found that place in You....that waits for me~

 

 

 

In His Love,

Deborah

His Whisper

His Light changes everything

Faith, Prayer and His Presence

 

However strong the branch becomes,

 however far away it reaches round the home,

out of sight of the vine,

 all its beauty and all its fruitfulness ever depend

 upon that one point of contact

 where it grows out of the vine.

 So be it with us too.”

―    Andrew Murray

 

 

 

I need to spend time with God

 even when I do not know what to pray.”

―     Andrew Murray

 

 

And faith can only grow by exercise,

 can only thrive in trial:

 when visible things fail,

 its energy is roused to yield itself

to be possessed by

 the Invisible,

 by the Divine.”
―     Andrew Murray

 

 

 

“The entrance His words find with me,

 will be the measure of the power of any words with Him.”

―     Andrew Murray

 

 

“The great thing in prayer

 is to feel that we are putting our supplications

 into the bosom of omnipotent love.”

―     Andrew Murray

 

 

In His Love,

Deborah

\o/



Casting my cares ~ Peace returning

 

 

Casting...

 

throwing off ~

 

letting go of ~

 

putting forth ~

 

to move ~

 

 

 

 

We can really do it!

His Word says we can...

invites us to.

 

"Casting...

all

 your

 anxiety

 on

 Him...

 

because

 

He   c a r e s   for you.

(1 Peter 5:7)

 

Throw off your anxiety

(whatever is concerning you, troubling you,

worrying you)

 

on Him

~

 

Thank you Lord

for Your compassionate,

caring heart.

 

I'm casting Lord,

and ,

finding peace

in the

letting go

to God

\0/

 

In His love,

Deborah

 

 

 

 

 

 



The Lord Is My Shepherd

In His love,
Deborah \0/

A response to worry

 

 

As I soak in His Presence....

a song comes to my heart.

When tempted to fear, fret, or worry....

Adore instead.

 

And my heart wells up in song to You

 

Father, I adore You,

lay my  l i f e  before You,

how I love You.

 

Jesus, I adore You,

lay my  l i f e  before You,

how I love You.

 

Spirit, I adore You,

lay my  l i f e  before You,

how I love You.

 

Over and over I sing to You.

I adore You.

All my life is You.

\0/

 

In His love,

Deborah xo



Turn

 

It's a new year....

time to turn the page..fresh for a new beginning.

So turn..

turn my heart

O Lord...

turn our hearts

 O Lord.

Let my name,

 our names

bring honour to the Lamb.

 

All my heart,

Deborah

\o/

You are for me

 

In His love,

Deborah  \0/

He whom the Son sets free is free indeed

 

 There is power in the name of Jesus

There is power in the name of Jesus
There is power in the name of Jesus

To break every chain
Break every chain
Break every chain

All sufficient sacrifice

So freely given
Such a price
Bought our redemption
Heaven's gates swing wide

There is power in the name of Jesus
There is power in the name of Jesus
There is power in the name of Jesus

To Break every chain
Break every chain
Break every chain

There's an army rising up

There's an army rising up
There's an army rising up

To Break every chain
Break every chain
Break every chain

  There is power in the Name of Jesus

to break every chain,

break every chain,

break every chain.

~

*If you are reading this now, please pray for God to break the chains

of one I love dearly...thank you so much*

Trusting Him,

Deborah \o/ 

Creator God

Open my eyes...
that I might  see  the beauty 

you are creating within

In His love,

Deborah \0/

The least of these...

My thoughts were drawn today,
while in the quiet, of a time in my life when our Lord had asked me if I would visit the lonely.
I said yes and for the next 4 years
I visited ones that He led me to
in a nursing home in my city.
A few of them gave their hearts to Him before they left this earth and I am forever grateful that He called them to Himself and asked me to be His hands, His feet.
When I visited I have to tell you, that there were sights that were not always so pretty or clean.  There were a few floors in this home for the Aged, and it seemed like, as you went to the upper levels, the care they received wasn't as good.
This saddened me, and it just seemed like the care for their bodies and souls were so lacking.
Visits from family members were often few and far between and some had no family that would come and see them.

I was at a friends home one day back then, and I was looking at some tracts that I loved to read,
and as I read one...it spoke of  visiting the elderly and how sometimes some may appear as if they haven't been taking care of themselves. There was either a photo or something said about dirt under their fingernails  ....it went on to say that whatever you do to the least of these, that you did unto Me.
I have to tell you that I dropped to my knees in that moment and wept and wept because the Lord spoke by His Spirit into the depths of my heart. It is He that is hidden underneath those sad eyes, the dirty fingernails, the lonely, the broken.

What a privilege it was He had given me to take His love & light to those dark, lonely places...
and to bring His Word, love & hope. I brought my Bible with me and read to the ones who would open their hearts to hear His Word, and if not, just to be there and love them right where they were.
 I heard this song today, not even a few hours after God had reminded me of that moment and how He told me that it was Him I was really visiting and caring for...

Jesus

When we love the least
When we love the weak
When we love these
We love Jesus

Jesus brings a meal for tips
Jesus trying hard to quit
Jesus raising two alone
Jesus drives a heavy load


When we love the least
When we love the weak
When we love these
We love Jesus

Jesus with worn wrinkled hands
Jesus sows a patch of land
Jesus hides a tattooed arm
Jesus keeping dinner warm


Jesus waves a foreign flag
Jesus wrings a washing rag
Jesus leans on prison bars
Jesus swinging in my yard

(Written by Shaun Groves)


Thank you Jesus for loving each one of us, seeking us out, and sending your own to bring Your love...
You love us that much.


Your handmaiden,
Deborah \0/ 

What a Friend, such a Friend

When we lift up our eyes to Him...
We are reminded of just how dear of a Friend He really is.

ALL our sins and griefs to bear ..
What a PRIVILEGE
 it is to carry
E V E R Y T H I N G
  to God in prayer.

Are you struggling with any of these things ...
C O M E ...
and take them to the Lord
in prayer.

 This was a card I had bought many years ago...
just because I loved what it said,
and how beautiful it was.
I framed it, and through the years it became lost among the shuffle,
until I found it again, or perhaps, it found me....
I pinned it on my  memory board 
and hung this beautiful cross on it, which was given
to me by a dear friend.
The cross was actually a book marker but it has found its home here...that I might be reminded of its meaning daily. Too beautiful to be tucked away in a book.


When my Lord recently lifted my eyes to Him in a time of pain,
my eyes and the eyes of my heart fell upon this card once again,
He whispered about the needless pain that I bear
and the peace that I forfeit..
when I do not  c a r r y  everything to Him in prayer.
O Lamb of God I come...I come

In the Beloved...Deborah \0/
 

He's thinking of me...He's thinking of you

How often You are thinking of me...
Your thoughts of me number even more than the grains of sand...
too many to count.
I can't help but experience the touch of those thoughts upon my life.
Your thoughts of me enter into my moments here and we meet....
and I am once again, overwhelmed
by Your love, Your kindnesses,
Your caring heart towards me.
Thank You, thank You, thank You, my Lord.

Deborah \0/





Psalm 139:17, 18
How precious also are Your thoughts to me, O God! 
How vast is the sum of them!
If I should count them, they would outnumber the sand