God Is In Control
Blessed morning sweetheart.
God is good. Devotion's today was amazing.
God's presence took over from the beginning with praise and worship.
I don't remember the rest. I just opened my mouth.
Even the devotional ended right on the dot!
God is in control, sweetheart!
I read parts of Daniel chapter 2 and Mathew 1.
"Blessed assurance, Jesus is mine
Oh what a foretaste of glory divine..."
The author of that beautiful hymn was a blind women ministering from the chapel of the old rescue mission in the bowery neighborhood of New York City a hundred years ago. I am amazed by God's grace, finding myself in the chapel of a hundred year old ministry in the heart of Washington.
God is in control. Is it any accident my wife finds herself in Nebuchadnezzar's capital walking the streets where Daniel preached in Babylon? Nope!
Be encouraged my dove!
God has His Hand mightily upon you. Upon our children. Upon our family. Upon our friends.
Even Mark and Basi must declare, 'God is in control' in the midst of heart wrenching surgery of their little girl.
It still hurts. Bad. But we find God in the middle or our turmoil and marvel as He speaks to the storms of our heart.
'Peace, be still!'
Today I am at peace because the Prince of Peace reigns.
He is in control of my life.
I did not want to come to Maryland, but God.
I did not want my wife to go to Iraq, but God.
We serve Him, not ourselves.
The mission field begins where are feet are.
Let's step forward by faith and watch God's goodness take over.
It's His battle! He promised. We believe.
It's just that simple.
My love and passion for you, my dear, grows with every passing prayer.
The more I pour my heart out to God, the closer I sense your own love.
I am truly thankful for your prayer support.
We are in His Hands together.
What a glorious privilege to serve Him there, together.
What does God have in store for us, together?
With God in control, I can only imagine!
I love you passionately,
Your adoring husband,
Brad
Tuesday, December 13, 2005
Wednesday, December 07, 2005
You Are Precious To Me
You Are Precious To Me
Blessed morning my dove!
This morning’s devotion touched me to the core.
I wept soft and deep. His Hand of love was on me with a power and tenderness I have never sensed before.
God's word bathed my tears:
Isaiah 43: 1 - 7 1
But now, O Israel, the LORD who created you says: "Do not be afraid, for I have ransomed you. I have called you by name; you are mine. 2 When you go through deep waters and great trouble, I will be with you. When you go through rivers of difficulty, you will not drown! When you walk through the fire of oppression, you will not be burned up; the flames will not consume you. 3 For I am the LORD, your God, the Holy One of Israel, your Savior. I gave Egypt, Ethiopia, and Seba as a ransom for your freedom. 4 Others died that you might live. I traded their lives for yours because you are precious to me. You are honored, and I love you. 5 "Do not be afraid, for I am with you. I will gather you and your children from east and west 6 and from north and south. I will bring my sons and daughters back to Israel from the distant corners of the earth. 7 All who claim me as their God will come, for I have made them for my glory. It was I who created them."
My beloved wife,
You are precious in His sight.
Why I fail to act like His own mystifies me. Why I lose sight of His priceless gift alarms me.
His arm is always outstretched toward our hearts, beloved.
"You are precious to me." God says.
And yet I wonder at the value of the things I hold onto.
Nothing can compare to the yearning love of God.
I feel His love in your own voice, Sonia.
I can not imagine anything greater
Than to be loved by one so unconditionally.
In those priceless moments before God,
I sense cost of God's passion for us
And the cause of His commission compels me
To stay on task.
Matthew 9:35-38
35 Jesus traveled through all the cities and villages of that area, teaching in the synagogues and announcing the Good News about the Kingdom. And wherever he went, he healed people of every sort of disease and illness. 36 He felt great pity for the crowds that came, because their problems were so great and they didn't know where to go for help. They were like sheep without a shepherd. 37 He said to his disciples, "The harvest is so great, but the workers are so few. 38 So pray to the Lord who is in charge of the harvest; ask him to send out more workers for his fields."
I yearn for the moment I can touch your cheeks,
My beloved.
With compassion and commission
I desire to serve God with you for the rest of my life.
His arm is strong to not only keep us,
But to bring us through with much harvest!
I thank God for you, my dearest.
Be strong in the Lord
And the power of His might.
Love,
Your adoring husband,
Brad
Blessed morning my dove!
This morning’s devotion touched me to the core.
I wept soft and deep. His Hand of love was on me with a power and tenderness I have never sensed before.
God's word bathed my tears:
Isaiah 43: 1 - 7 1
But now, O Israel, the LORD who created you says: "Do not be afraid, for I have ransomed you. I have called you by name; you are mine. 2 When you go through deep waters and great trouble, I will be with you. When you go through rivers of difficulty, you will not drown! When you walk through the fire of oppression, you will not be burned up; the flames will not consume you. 3 For I am the LORD, your God, the Holy One of Israel, your Savior. I gave Egypt, Ethiopia, and Seba as a ransom for your freedom. 4 Others died that you might live. I traded their lives for yours because you are precious to me. You are honored, and I love you. 5 "Do not be afraid, for I am with you. I will gather you and your children from east and west 6 and from north and south. I will bring my sons and daughters back to Israel from the distant corners of the earth. 7 All who claim me as their God will come, for I have made them for my glory. It was I who created them."
My beloved wife,
You are precious in His sight.
Why I fail to act like His own mystifies me. Why I lose sight of His priceless gift alarms me.
His arm is always outstretched toward our hearts, beloved.
"You are precious to me." God says.
And yet I wonder at the value of the things I hold onto.
Nothing can compare to the yearning love of God.
I feel His love in your own voice, Sonia.
I can not imagine anything greater
Than to be loved by one so unconditionally.
In those priceless moments before God,
I sense cost of God's passion for us
And the cause of His commission compels me
To stay on task.
Matthew 9:35-38
35 Jesus traveled through all the cities and villages of that area, teaching in the synagogues and announcing the Good News about the Kingdom. And wherever he went, he healed people of every sort of disease and illness. 36 He felt great pity for the crowds that came, because their problems were so great and they didn't know where to go for help. They were like sheep without a shepherd. 37 He said to his disciples, "The harvest is so great, but the workers are so few. 38 So pray to the Lord who is in charge of the harvest; ask him to send out more workers for his fields."
I yearn for the moment I can touch your cheeks,
My beloved.
With compassion and commission
I desire to serve God with you for the rest of my life.
His arm is strong to not only keep us,
But to bring us through with much harvest!
I thank God for you, my dearest.
Be strong in the Lord
And the power of His might.
Love,
Your adoring husband,
Brad
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