One of my favorite morning tasks pleasures is to serve breakfast. I grab fresh bread, cut the carrots, and sometimes garnish my plate with a few grapes. This morning with my plate in hand, I stood at the fence looking for my "crew". The desert wash was deserted. There were no early birds, flybys, or even a chirp to be heard. At first I was disappointed no one showed up, not even 'somebunny.' The breakfast feast I prepared seemed like such a waste. As I turned to leave with my feast, an idea popped in my mind. The thought tickled my heart! What if I spread the bread, carrots, and grape garnish on the desert floor for my feathered and furry friends as a surprise! Maybe when they are walking, flying, or hopping by today they will stumble upon my feast and be refreshed.
They probably won't grasp the floored feast was prepared just for them. (I know that.)
They may be clueless the feast was purposely put in their path. (Duh!)
They may not even be grateful for the provision. (I know that too.)
I left it anyway.
The Lord showed me a spiritual truth this morning. I saw Jesus, standing in the garden as our daily bread waiting... on you and me every single morning with good things in His hand. Where are we in this picture? Are we the no show? Or at best maybe we do a flyby with Jesus, because we are so very busy. In His abundant love for us, the Lord leaves stuff for us anyway. He scatters 'God things' on our path hoping we will hunger for MORE. Feast or Famine. We get to chose. O God, You are my God; Early will I seek You; My soul thirsts for You; My flesh longs for You In a dry and thirsty land Where there is no water. Psalm 63:1
With large rocks in her path and curves into the unknown ahead, B, the On Track Turtle continues to crawl. "Full Speed Ahead" is the echo of her heart. Today B celebrates the fact she doesn't know where she is going. God has promised her more than she can ask or imagine. B is going to walk by faith and flat out BELIEVE what the Lord has said to her. God Almighty has planned her path and yours. Maybe you need to get into gear today and Go Full Speed Ahead! You aren't traveling alone.Fear Not my turtle friends!
God, investigate my life; get all the facts firsthand. I’m an open book to you; even from a distance, you know what I’m thinking. You know when I leave and when I get back; I’m never out of your sight. You know everything I’m going to say before I start the first sentence. I look behind me and you’re there, then up ahead and you’re there, too— your reassuring presence, coming and going. This is too much, too wonderful— I can’t take it all in! Psalm 139:1-6 B His Girl
This morning B woke up to the sound of a beeping alarm and a word from the Lord. Just one single whispered word.
By definition, behold means to fix the eyes upon; to see with attention; to observe with care.
The Lord's wake up word opened B's eyes to the unseen. She turned toward the Son, Jesus Christ. B admits sometimes her focus is on so many other faces. Today His beauty is in the eye of B, the Beholder Turtle. B knows if she misses Him, she misses everything.
Behold. B thought it was worth sharing. What's catching your eyes today? One thing have I desired of the Lord, that will I seek after; that I may dwell in the house of the Lord all the days of my life, to behold the beauty of the Lord and to inquire in his temple. Psalm 27:4 B His Girl
It's been over two years since I have written a post on my blog. As I seek to change that today, I felt the need to pause and ponder why I stopped sharing. I have to say stopping wasn't a thought out, prayed over decision. It just kind of happened. Tuesdays came and went. Before you know it, the turtle girl became comfortable in her shell of silence. To be totally honest, it brings tears to my eyes now. The effect of not sharing has had greater consequences for me than for anyone who would have read a post.
A few weeks ago, I saw B, the long neck pencil. Her googly eyes caught mine and well, the rest is history. I picked up the pencil. The Lord's message was very clear. He had not withdrawn His call to write. Today I am reminded The Lord has never asked me to do anything that felt like a slam dunk, but He also never ask me to go it alone.
Thank you Lord. I am humbled by your grace and mercy. I can do all thing through Christ who strengthens me. Phil 4:13
B His Girl