Quiet My Thunder, Lord
Much like the rumbling thunder in the background on a hot summer afternoon, my temper sometimes rumbles under the surface instead of exploding
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Much like the rumbling thunder in the background on a hot summer afternoon, my temper sometimes rumbles under the surface instead of exploding
On my walk today, I saw a young woman training for a marathon. Her husband rode his bike beside her, gently encouraging her with his words as they went. He reminded me that Jesus always walks alongside us, encouraging, strengthening, and cheering us on our paths.
Sometimes we get so caught up in the doing that we forget about the being, and we forget about the One who brought us into being.
Joy sees the world as God intended; it is a reaction to all God is doing in our lives now and in the future.
This morning, I watched a hummingbird. Its tiny wings fluttered faster than I could see while its body hovered over one of my flowers. It reminded me of Jesus’ description of the kingdom of heaven.
“Siri, turn on Flashlight,” I said one night when the power went out. As the hallway lit up before me, I remembered God’s words in Psalm 119.
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