Well, it's official. No Chevy Suburban for Miss Jessica Hibbing, at least not for a year or so. That's ok. In honor of our Toyota Sienna membership in our family, I'm posting this video.
"Where ma kidz at?!"
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ql-N3F1FhW4
Thursday, May 27, 2010
An intimate moment I didn't want to forget...
This morning I went for a jog around Ada Haden park. About 10 minutes in I thought to myself..."oh Snap! I shoulda read the Word a little before I left so I had a verse to meditate on. That really would have made this run go faster!" I prayed that the Lord would just give me a verse to think about while I circled the lake and He tenderly answered with Psalm 23.
Here were a few of my thoughts. It was a precious time I pray I don't forget.
The Lord is my shepherd= Jesus, thank you for watching over me, as a tender shepherd watches over his lambs. Thank you for knowing me by name and calling me. Thank you, Jesus, for keeping me safe inside the herd, my friends and church. Thank you, Father, for being personal with me; being mine.
I shall not want= Jesus, you are my supply. How could this be; I shall not want? Even on the darkest of days you have promised me… fulfillment. This is such a special comfort to me, Lord. I am growing in trust that even if all were stripped away, you would be all I needed.
He makes me lie down in green pastures= This is peace, Lord. You are peace. Jesus, I can just envision a lush green pasture-one I don’t have to water, I don’t have to mow, I don’t have to maintain. You beckon me in, cradle my head and lay me down. You ask me to close my eyes, breath in pure fresh air and simply rest.
He leads me beside quiet waters= Lord, you are such a friend to me. Beside our quiet waters, you walk with me. I look in the stillness of the lake and see the reflection of you walking in stride with me. You will always be the source of my refreshment, Jesus. You are the quiet water. When I thirst, you promise to make my cup overflow.
He restores my soul= What a promise, Lord, that you could mend a broken heart. Not only mend it…restore it fully. FULLY! Father, this is all I could ask for. You don’t promise a life without sorrow or tragedy, but you do promise healing. What a gift I have in you, Jesus.
Here were a few of my thoughts. It was a precious time I pray I don't forget.
The Lord is my shepherd= Jesus, thank you for watching over me, as a tender shepherd watches over his lambs. Thank you for knowing me by name and calling me. Thank you, Jesus, for keeping me safe inside the herd, my friends and church. Thank you, Father, for being personal with me; being mine.
I shall not want= Jesus, you are my supply. How could this be; I shall not want? Even on the darkest of days you have promised me… fulfillment. This is such a special comfort to me, Lord. I am growing in trust that even if all were stripped away, you would be all I needed.
He makes me lie down in green pastures= This is peace, Lord. You are peace. Jesus, I can just envision a lush green pasture-one I don’t have to water, I don’t have to mow, I don’t have to maintain. You beckon me in, cradle my head and lay me down. You ask me to close my eyes, breath in pure fresh air and simply rest.
He leads me beside quiet waters= Lord, you are such a friend to me. Beside our quiet waters, you walk with me. I look in the stillness of the lake and see the reflection of you walking in stride with me. You will always be the source of my refreshment, Jesus. You are the quiet water. When I thirst, you promise to make my cup overflow.
He restores my soul= What a promise, Lord, that you could mend a broken heart. Not only mend it…restore it fully. FULLY! Father, this is all I could ask for. You don’t promise a life without sorrow or tragedy, but you do promise healing. What a gift I have in you, Jesus.
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