Perhaps
Perhaps I have not yet surrendered As much as I had thought. So that the quietness of heart Can hear the Master’s call. Perhaps my love is not as deep As it needs to be. Still unable to die…
Caring for the Broken
I fear many calls that come to me. They scare me to death. Sometimes I weep, afraid I’ll miss the mark. I might even ask the Lord if He got the right girl.
Get Back Up
I can assure you that when the enemy sends a full-scale assault, he is rejoicing way too quickly. His pride always gets the best of him.
The Harvesters
You won’t have to force what Jesus has called you to. It will naturally show itself because it is part of who you are. It is a place of fruit production.
Those Who Left
Some left even thinking it was God, but deception was a tool of the devil, and that religious spirit divided loyalties. They are now missing the gift that you were meant to be in their lives. The truth has a way of coming back around with Jesus.
The Weapon of Prayer
Within you is a stealth weapon out of reach of the enemy. He is unable to harness it, yet he may be able to distract you from it.
The Skewed View
It will be of no consequence to Hell if we are called by man but not by God. I’ve seen many an ordination void of God, and time sure did tell it. Pity isn’t it?
Ducks in a Row
Sometimes fear causes us to delay a thing. The anxiety of the “start” begins to push us back, and we shrink back from the call.
Our Jesus
In the quietness of the night, listen closely. For you might hear the train of the Lord brush up against items in your room as He lingers. You might catch His scent as He comes to check on you and you can rest assured He is still on duty.
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