I used to think I prayed big prayers~ …wild prayers …outlandish prayers …audacious prayers …even scary prayers But then I realized~ …the biggest …wildest …most outlandish and audacious …and definitely the scariest prayer I ever prayed is simply this: Teach me to love The way You love It will take a lifetime It will cost … More Praying Big Prayers
I haven’t been posting a lot lately. My thoughts and attention have been elsewhere. I can only do so many things and do them well, so I’ve learned not to force the areas that don’t seem to be flowing. I have a very high value for being intentional with my time and resources, and it … More Feeling Nostalgic
Here I am, Abba It seems I start so many prayers this way Maybe because this is my one constant I’m here with You And even more amazing You’re always here with me There is such deep comfort in that knowledge You are the God who is always present You are the God who is … More Still Here … With You
Sometimes … I just need to gaze I just need to gaze upon Your endless beauty Sometimes … I just need a moment I just need a moment to soak in the fathomless depths of Your love Sometimes … I just need to be still I just need to be still and know that You alone … More Sometimes …
In You And You alone I live And move And have my being When I rise When I fall When I succeed When I fail I live unto You And You alone When the way is clear When I’m confused and lost When I’m filled with faith When I’m paralyzed by fear I trust in … More You Alone
Just like a child Holding on to her daddy’s hand I hold on to You Knowing that really It’s You holding on to me Through the brightest of days Through the darkest of nights Through every season of life We walk Hand in hand Of all the things I love about You …the power of … More Holding Hands
In secret In the quiet stillness Before the dawn of a new day You work Your hands Those of a skilled Master Potter Form And transform My heart I couldn’t resist if I tried Helpless without You I surrender To Your touch And To Your relentless love I know You’re answering my prayers I know … More In Secret
Today I choose … to trust to trust Him to trust Him with all my heart and to not lean on my own understanding Today I choose … to rest to rest in Him though weary and sometimes burdened I come to Him and find rest for my soul Today I choose … to love to … More Today’s Choice
When I gaze into Your eyes I see the love that died for me The love that saved me The love that called me To Your side When I gaze into Your eyes I’m healed I’m whole I’m all You created me to be When our eyes meet Heaven and earth collide Into an infinite … More Gazing
As the deer pants for streams of water, so I long for you, O God. –Ps. 42:1 My heart longs for You … still More than my dreams More than fulfilling my destiny More than a clear purpose More than fruitful ministry I love You I want You I long for You … still So … More Still
As I’ve already shared, I’ve committed to posting a couple times a month over on the Live Brave blog. My first post over there was this short poem. I like to get my head around things in simple terms and I wrote that first poem to do just that. I wanted to answer the question … More Until I Know
Do you remember wonder? Do you remember when your heart was awakened to the marvelous mystery of the incarnation; to that wondrous feeling of finally knowing what Christmas was all about? Do you remember when the extraordinary invaded the ordinary, and the ordinary suddenly became extraordinary simply because He was there? Do you remember? Do you remember awe? Do … More Do You Remember Wonder?
Originally posted on Deeper Waters:
When he had finished speaking, he said to Simon, “Now go out where it is deeper, and let down your nets to catch some fish.” “Master,” Simon replied, “we worked hard all last night and didn’t catch a thing. But if you say so, I’ll let the nets down again.”…
We’ve been in the Galilee, actually staying on the Mt of Beatitudes for a time of personal retreat these past few days. By the time this posts, we’ll be on our way to Jerusalem, but in the spirit of “rest”–after having the priceless opportunity to slow down to “be” with Him for just a bit–I … More For Just a Moment
There is something just a little magical about the unfolding beauty that comes with the change of seasons. There’s something slightly intoxicating about a deliciously sweet breeze blowing gently through the trees and into my open windows. There’s something incredibly enticing about mercifully mild temperatures that require no artificial heating or cooling. There’s something undeniably … More Perfection
Spirit awake – one with You Focus steadfast and single Heart alive – taking flight Soaring on wings of eagles Senses aware – waiting for You Eyes and ears wide open Soul alert – ready to run Cos I’m living brave, not broken This little poem is a tribute to my … More Brave, Not Broken
I’ve been missing him this week. And my heart is filled with longing. No, he hasn’t gone anywhere. He never does. He never leaves me. He never forsakes me. He never changes. He is ready and willing to welcome me anytime, anywhere. I’m the one who’s fickle. I’m the one who gets busy. I’m the … More Longing
Such grace amazingly outlandish undeniably unshakable always all-sufficient lavishly showered upon me Such grace ridiculously remarkable extravagantly excessive empowering and enabling me to know you Such grace such amazingly outlandish grace oh how I love oh how I need oh how thankful I am … for grace “Grace is not a theology. It is … More Such Grace
Do you know the way you move me? You~ yes, you. In all your imperfections and places of immaturity in inconsistency and even failure still … you move me. You’ve captured my heart you’ve caught my eye I delight in you and I’m pleased with you. Simply because you’re mine simply because you’ve said … More Do You Know the Way You Move Me?
What do you want? What do you really want? What do you really, really, really want? When you’re quiet — when chaos and commotion have been stilled — when it’s just you and your Creator — when you’re … – gazing into his eyes – secure in his embrace – safe and free to dream … More Dream … or Default?
Cindy Powell 