Come...

"Come to Me, all you are are weary and heavy laden, and I will give you Rest."

-Matthew 11:28

 

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Center down, get quiet, calm your mind, still your body

 

Know the Still Small Voice that brought about this Great Big World, and let that lovely paradox wash through your reason.....
and your need for reasons.......

 

Let the peace of His Words resonate within you, till all is peace,
till every frenetic thing in you parellels itself with this plumb line.

 

Let it go now......let it all go......

 

Feel beneath you the Everlasting Arms

 

Feel above you, and all around you, His embrace...

 

Know that you are gathered in, safe now...

 

Know that you are loved beyond what you can imagine,
what you will ever be able to imagine

 

my dear, beloved friend,

 

Come now to the end of your endless searching

Lay it down....lay it all down....

 

Come instead to the place of being Found

 

Come as a child

Come as you are

as the wonderful beloved treasure you are...

He is waiting

He is here

He is Rest

 

Come

 

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"Peace Be Within You"

-Psalm 122:7

Hope...

"yet now there is hope in Israel in spite of all this"

-Ezra 10:2

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"...in spite of all this..."

in spite of the biggest messes we can make,
in spite of the worst that can happen,
in spite of disappointments and dead-ends,
mistakes and mis-steps,

There Is Hope.

What reassuring, resuscitating, no-matter-what Words

They come on the heels of Israel's utter unfaithfulness, going head to head with God's unflinching faithfulness...guess which one wins.

Hope indeed

How many times have I come to the end of my rope, head hung low, beggar's hands held out, hardly daring to hope for an Ear to hear, for my Savior to save for the seventy times seventh time...yet every time, without fail, underscored by unimaginable mercy, powered by a Love consumed with His beloved, He comes, help comes,

Hope comes

in spite of myself
in spite of it all

thanks be to God
 

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"Why are cast down, O my soul?  And why are you disquieted within me?  Hope in God; for I shall yet praise Him, the help of my countenance and my God."

-Psalm 42:11