"Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, who according to His abundant mercy has begotten us again to a living hope through the resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead." I Peter 1: 3 NKJV
Yesterday the weight from burdens and various frustrating circumstances snapped my joy. The thought of driving my car off the cliff left an appealing impression upon my sensitive emotions. From a maxed out schedule to energy sapping relationships, my abundant life flew away upon the back of Satan’s attacks.
Life often throws you and me a curve ball. Something unexpected slammed into your future plans. It may be a foreclosure on your house, a death in the family or a job loss. But don’t despair! A satanic attack is powerless compared to this promise: "according to His abundant mercy has begotten us again to a living hope…." No matter what, a living hope resides in the heart of each and every child of God. On the wings of hope you and I float over our storms. We rise above our self- imposed schedules. Why? Jesus rose from death so that all our skin pealing moments, heart-wrenching experiences or earth-shattering failures never overwhelm the resurrection power of Jesus Christ. The exceeding greatness of Christ’s power permeates our future plans. Jesus Christ is greater than any satanic attack. So, the next time an earth-shattering failure or a skin pealing comment saps your joy, remember this: Don’t despair. Practice your living hope in Christ Jesus. Shout to the satanic attack the above verse and watch your enemy squirm into the darkness.
Copyright 2008 Patricia Charlton
Canvas of Change
The shades of blue mesh with the yellowish hues of an ending day. The winds of change splash upon the blue background of a celestial canvas. Watch and wait for your winds of change to charge through your earthly plans.
Which Way?
Two roads converge, causing you confusion. Which one should I take? Life often involves choices between two different pathways.
Call of the Wild
The crisp morning air bouces of your lungs removing the cobwebs of inactivity. The rythmic sound of your feet stirs you on. Even though the end is several miles away, the call of the wild urges your sore muscle to endure to the end. Keep running! The end is near!
Look Up
Tiger never misses an opportunity to stare you down. Whether hungry or demanding attention, he instinctively looks up. If only we, too would look up to Jesus in our need of spiritual food and devine protection.
Masters Pen
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