Resting in the hands of Almighty God

Last weekend, I held a ten pound infant in my arms. We were at a church event and all the kids were having a blast! There was laughter, food, games and music. Everyone was having a good time.

Holding this baby in my arms was an important task. I had to shield him and protect him from all hurt, harm and danger- seen and unseen. I even felt compelled to protect what we heard.

The music was blaring; yet, he wasn’t bothered. Not as nearly as much as me. I thought: his ear drums are like the size of peanuts, his lungs the size of tea bags and his brain, the size of an apricot. All I wanted at that moment, was to shield this precious new child from a secular world.

Today, I reminisce on this. God feels the same way about us. He’s holding us in His hands. Wanting to shield and protect us all from the ungodly contents of this world.

So, on this day Lord God, I thank you! I thank you for new grace and new mercy on this day. I thank you for covering me. I feel your mighty, compassionate hand on me. I pray this day be a day spent, that is pleasing in your sight. I pray for the opportunity to share your goodness, to uplift and encourage whosoever is in need of your word. For all that you’ve done for me, how could I ever repay you? I love you Jesus! I love you Holy Spirit! I love you Heavenly Father! In Jesus name, I pray, Amen.

What All Heroes Do

I watched you care:

You encouraged the shattered

You stitched up the wounded

Rebuilt the fallen hero

Your faith quenched their arrows

 

I watched you fight:

You carried the exhausted

You reported the assaulted

Protected the innocent

Your armor was not militant

 

I watched you lead:

You steered thru scattered ruins

You advanced out of confusion

Restrained the hostile ones

Your heart preached from other tongues

 

We ARE Connected

I often hear we’re all connected; but how? I pondered this word connection from many angles and came up with a conclusion.

I believe we connect by touch. When I embrace my children, I’m physically telling them a story of how I feel. That I love them. And I’m here to be their everything. And I’m not going anywhere; they’re safe. Or when I hold a sick patient’s hand to comfort. Or pat the sober addict’s back for a job well done. Or witness two tree branches touch in an intimate way. Touch is needed to bind us when words aren’t expressed.

We connect through words- talking and laughing. The same tongue used to praise Our God is the same tongue used to communicate the desires, the hurts, the sufferings, the hopes of our heart. When two beings share in pain and suffering, the emotion evoked from empathy causes these two people to connect. This movement of compassion is powerful. So much so, bystanders who witness this connection, somehow feel involved.

And consider this- we need oxygen which is supplied by the trees and plants. And plants and trees need carbon dioxide which is supplied by our every exhale. Therefore, we’re also connected to others by our need for one another. Even a MENtor connects with MEN (mankind) MENtally because their need for one another is influential. What’s a leader without a team? Or a teacher without students? A pastor without sheep? A doctor without patients?

We ALL need one another. We’re interwoven into the same structure, by the same hands, at the same time. Surely, we are ALL Connected.

It’s The Small Things….

Today, I was in the workroom, which is a place where our mailboxes are located, fax machine, and copier.  Even the cookies that are freshly baked every day, can be found in this room.  While the receptionist walked in and out, I stood there struggling to detach this staple from a document because I couldn’t find a staple remover.

Approximately, one hour later, I went back to the same old workroom and as usual needed a staple remover. As I gathered the paperwork, there was a staple remover in clear sight.  My inside shouted, “YES!”  Amazingly, I had a good guess who placed that staple remover there.  I peeked around the door and asked the receptionist, “Did you put this staple remover in here?” As I held it in my hand.  She smiled, “Yes. Awl you noticed that?  Thank you!  WOW!”

As I removed the staple with ease, I write the words felt in my spirit.

It’s the small things….

Something so small as a darn staple remover, proved to be confirmation of HIS Holy Word

The receptionist, who manages the office, saw one of the workers had a need

She supplied it without making a shout, I didn’t have to ask

She gently placed what I needed within my reach, in clear view

Just as Our Heavenly Father watches HIS children

To ensure they have everything they need!

“And my God will meet ALL your needs according to the riches of HIS glory in Christ Jesus.”- Philippians 4:19

Mothering Reflects God- A Mother’s Day Poem

Just like the womb, our planet earth supports all forms of life.

Not speaking of a wife, housewife or even a midwife.

It is time to express who the mother is to us all.

She accepts change with beauty and grace: she flows like a waterfall.

She rises every morning to care for her young.

Mom carries the torch for all to see; yes, just like the sun.

Through struggle and trouble, she won’t fall apart.

She holds steadfast despite the weather; blooming like a bleeding heart.

Mother teaches humans to express emotion.

Her tears of pain and joy; enough to fill an ocean.

She works hard to supply; her youth comes from a fountain.

Mother, an imprint of God’s work, that of a mountain.

Her spirit of concern and comfort, comes with a guarantee.

Life as it exists, shall protect and shield us all; like the summer trees.

And we should take care of her, earth, to preserve the perfectly balanced planet that utilizes all the energy inside of her to keep moving around a source of light, the sun. 

And we should take care of her, mother, to preserve all existence on fertile ground, for she is the chosen vessel to bring forth life, from God Almighty.

Isaiah 66:13 “As a mother comforts her child, so will I comfort you; and you will be comforted over Jerusalem.”     .

Sheyda