As I sit here in the quietness of the morning, I reflect on a weekend gone-by.
A weekend filled with difficulty due to some sickness circulating in our home...
A weekend filled with growing pains as God is stretching and transforming several of us in our home...
A weekend filled with the sweetness of fellowship, worship and word through a time of intimate enrichment with special brothers-and-sisters in Christ in a quiet and unique setting...
A weekend of freedom as the power of the Holy Spirit broke chains of bondage...
A weekend of nourishment in using divine gifts...
A weekend of healing as MaKayla and Mallary received a touch from the Lord...
A weekend of heartache seeing Kyle go back to work today...
A weekend of expectancy as the girls anticipate the return to school after an extended Christmas break...
A weekend of hopeful anticipation as to what God is going to do next in our family.
Serving the Lord is such an adventure...
Kyle was asked quite some time ago if he would pray about leading worship for an afternoon/evening of renewal held by 'The Secret Place' in Maryville.
He felt the Lord calling him to "step in" to "this place",
so Saturday afternoon found he and I gathered with a small group of "seeking souls" nestled in a cozy cabin, warmed by a crackling fire, surrounded by God's majestic creation...
What an precious time of worship and renewal it was...
We walked away filled with awestruck wonder...
Intimate meditation...
A fresh, profound and timely word...
Simple Worship...
Sweet fellowship...
Closeness of kindred hearts...
Comfort of God's presence ...
Likeness of peculiar souls...
Confirmation of where we've been...
A challenge to where our God desires to take us...
We walked away renewed, fulfilled, courageous....
Through our time, we were saturated with the Holy Spirit...
We were consumed with His presence...
Nothing forced, only invited and so longingly received...
Thank you Father, for divine opportunities, to know you more, to find you more intimately,
to experience you in new and fresh ways, to taste and see that you are good.
Praise the Lord, O my soul.
O Lord my God, you are very great;
you are clothed with splendor and majesty.
He wraps himself in light as with a garment;
he stretches out the heavens like a tent
and lays the beams of his upper chambers on their waters.
He makes the clouds his chariot and rides on the wings of the wind.
He winds his messengers,
flames of fire his servants.
He set the earth on its foundations;
it can never be moved.
You covered it with the deep as with a garment;
the waters stood above the mountains.
But at your rebuke the waters fled,
at the sound of your thunder they took to flight;
they flowed over the mountains,
they went down into the valleys,
to the place you assigned for them.
You set a boundary they cannot cross;
never again will they cover the earth.
He makes springs pour water into the ravines;
it flows between the mountains.
They give water to all the beasts of the field;
the wild donkeys quench their thirst.
The birds of the air nest by the waters;
they sing among the branches.
He waters the mountains from his upper chambers;
the earth is satisfied by the fruit of his work.
He makes grass grow for the cattle,
and plants for man to cultivate --
bringing forth food from the earth:
wine that gladdens the heart of man,
oil to make his face shine,
and bread that sustains the heart.
The trees of the Lord are well watered,
the cedars of Lebanon that he planted.
There the birds make their nests;
the stork has its home in the pine trees.
The high mountains belong to the wild goats;
the crags are a refuge for the coneys.
The moon marks off the seasons,
and the sun knows when to go down.
You bring darkness, it becomes night,
and all the beasts of the forest prowl.
The lions roar for their prey and seek their food from God.
The sun rises, and they steal away;
they return and lie down in their dens.
Then man goes out to his work,
to his labor until evening.
How many are your works, O Lord!
In wisdom you made them all;
the earth is full of your creatures.
There is the sea, vast and spacious,
teeming with creatures beyond number --
living things both large and small.
There the ships go to and fro,
and the leviathan,
which you formed to frolic there.
These all look to you to give them their food at the proper time.
When you give it to them,
they gather it up;
when you open your hand,
they are satisfied with good things.
When you hid your face,
they are terrified;
when you take away their breath,
they die and return to the dust.
When you send your Spirit,
they are created,
and you renew the face of the earth.
May the glory of the Lord endure forever;
may the Lord rejoice in his works --
he who looks at the earth,
and it trembles,
who touches the mountains,
and they smoke.
I will sing to the Lord all my life;
I will sing praise to my God as long as I live.
May my meditation be pleasing to him,
as I rejoice in the Lord.
But may sinners vanish from the earth and the wicked be no more.
Praise the Lord, O my soul.
Praise the Lord.
Psalm 104
A weekend filled with difficulty due to some sickness circulating in our home...
A weekend filled with growing pains as God is stretching and transforming several of us in our home...
A weekend filled with the sweetness of fellowship, worship and word through a time of intimate enrichment with special brothers-and-sisters in Christ in a quiet and unique setting...
A weekend of freedom as the power of the Holy Spirit broke chains of bondage...
A weekend of nourishment in using divine gifts...
A weekend of healing as MaKayla and Mallary received a touch from the Lord...
A weekend of heartache seeing Kyle go back to work today...
A weekend of expectancy as the girls anticipate the return to school after an extended Christmas break...
A weekend of hopeful anticipation as to what God is going to do next in our family.
Serving the Lord is such an adventure...
Kyle was asked quite some time ago if he would pray about leading worship for an afternoon/evening of renewal held by 'The Secret Place' in Maryville.
He felt the Lord calling him to "step in" to "this place",
so Saturday afternoon found he and I gathered with a small group of "seeking souls" nestled in a cozy cabin, warmed by a crackling fire, surrounded by God's majestic creation...
What an precious time of worship and renewal it was...
We walked away filled with awestruck wonder...
Intimate meditation...
A fresh, profound and timely word...
Simple Worship...
Sweet fellowship...
Closeness of kindred hearts...
Comfort of God's presence ...
Likeness of peculiar souls...
Confirmation of where we've been...
A challenge to where our God desires to take us...
We walked away renewed, fulfilled, courageous....
Through our time, we were saturated with the Holy Spirit...
We were consumed with His presence...
Nothing forced, only invited and so longingly received...
Thank you Father, for divine opportunities, to know you more, to find you more intimately,
to experience you in new and fresh ways, to taste and see that you are good.
Praise the Lord, O my soul.
O Lord my God, you are very great;
you are clothed with splendor and majesty.
He wraps himself in light as with a garment;
he stretches out the heavens like a tent
and lays the beams of his upper chambers on their waters.
He makes the clouds his chariot and rides on the wings of the wind.
He winds his messengers,
flames of fire his servants.
He set the earth on its foundations;
it can never be moved.
You covered it with the deep as with a garment;
the waters stood above the mountains.
But at your rebuke the waters fled,
at the sound of your thunder they took to flight;
they flowed over the mountains,
they went down into the valleys,
to the place you assigned for them.
You set a boundary they cannot cross;
never again will they cover the earth.
He makes springs pour water into the ravines;
it flows between the mountains.
They give water to all the beasts of the field;
the wild donkeys quench their thirst.
The birds of the air nest by the waters;
they sing among the branches.
He waters the mountains from his upper chambers;
the earth is satisfied by the fruit of his work.
He makes grass grow for the cattle,
and plants for man to cultivate --
bringing forth food from the earth:
wine that gladdens the heart of man,
oil to make his face shine,
and bread that sustains the heart.
The trees of the Lord are well watered,
the cedars of Lebanon that he planted.
There the birds make their nests;
the stork has its home in the pine trees.
The high mountains belong to the wild goats;
the crags are a refuge for the coneys.
The moon marks off the seasons,
and the sun knows when to go down.
You bring darkness, it becomes night,
and all the beasts of the forest prowl.
The lions roar for their prey and seek their food from God.
The sun rises, and they steal away;
they return and lie down in their dens.
Then man goes out to his work,
to his labor until evening.
How many are your works, O Lord!
In wisdom you made them all;
the earth is full of your creatures.
There is the sea, vast and spacious,
teeming with creatures beyond number --
living things both large and small.
There the ships go to and fro,
and the leviathan,
which you formed to frolic there.
These all look to you to give them their food at the proper time.
When you give it to them,
they gather it up;
when you open your hand,
they are satisfied with good things.
When you hid your face,
they are terrified;
when you take away their breath,
they die and return to the dust.
When you send your Spirit,
they are created,
and you renew the face of the earth.
May the glory of the Lord endure forever;
may the Lord rejoice in his works --
he who looks at the earth,
and it trembles,
who touches the mountains,
and they smoke.
I will sing to the Lord all my life;
I will sing praise to my God as long as I live.
May my meditation be pleasing to him,
as I rejoice in the Lord.
But may sinners vanish from the earth and the wicked be no more.
Praise the Lord, O my soul.
Praise the Lord.
Psalm 104
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