hope for so much. It's "much" in my mind because I'm not HE who is able. I know He can do ALL things and I'm no longer afraid to believe that. When I believe that, I can believe Him for greater things than I've ever believed before with the assurance that He'll do what He says He'll do.
Sometimes I wish I could sit in the clouds with a spoon and eat them. I imagine that they taste like cotton candy. I wish I could grab on to a bird and let him take me for a quick flight somewhere. I stare out of the window and just imagine things that give me joy. I know if I can see it, then one day I might just be able to do it.
I love to create things with my hands. I learned to make jewelry after just 30 minutes. I was very impressed with the way God would express Himself through me. I weave baskets, paint pictures, sketch images... and it is, besides praying, the most serene thing that [[Michelle]] could ever do in a quiet moment. I find myself hiding inside of me sometimes. I go into this [{hiding}] place. I imagine that I'm under His wings playing quietly. I'm like a child there in that place. I feel protected and warm. The warmth is coming from Him. There are lots of things going on around me [on the outside] but i can barely even hear them, let alone see them. I eventually just fall asleep while being rocked to sleep underneath those wings.
That's what I ache for today. To just crawl into my hiding place with Jesus and just let Him tell me stories about Heaven. Listen to all the wonderful things that go on there. If I could only just hear Him say that He's coming for me soon. That He will call me up home soon. I miss Him and I don't remember ever seeing Him. If He could just lay His hand on my pain and command it to go away... that I might be healed in my body and my spirit. Not because I deserve it because I never will... but because I believe Him and that He can. Just for Him to touch my hand and surround me with His love and His presence. That's what I ache for on today. If it doesn't look like Jeremiah 29:11... to me... it's not true.
Sometimes I wish I could sit in the clouds with a spoon and eat them. I imagine that they taste like cotton candy. I wish I could grab on to a bird and let him take me for a quick flight somewhere. I stare out of the window and just imagine things that give me joy. I know if I can see it, then one day I might just be able to do it.
I love to create things with my hands. I learned to make jewelry after just 30 minutes. I was very impressed with the way God would express Himself through me. I weave baskets, paint pictures, sketch images... and it is, besides praying, the most serene thing that [[Michelle]] could ever do in a quiet moment. I find myself hiding inside of me sometimes. I go into this [{hiding}] place. I imagine that I'm under His wings playing quietly. I'm like a child there in that place. I feel protected and warm. The warmth is coming from Him. There are lots of things going on around me [on the outside] but i can barely even hear them, let alone see them. I eventually just fall asleep while being rocked to sleep underneath those wings.
That's what I ache for today. To just crawl into my hiding place with Jesus and just let Him tell me stories about Heaven. Listen to all the wonderful things that go on there. If I could only just hear Him say that He's coming for me soon. That He will call me up home soon. I miss Him and I don't remember ever seeing Him. If He could just lay His hand on my pain and command it to go away... that I might be healed in my body and my spirit. Not because I deserve it because I never will... but because I believe Him and that He can. Just for Him to touch my hand and surround me with His love and His presence. That's what I ache for on today. If it doesn't look like Jeremiah 29:11... to me... it's not true.
♥Chelleville♥
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