If anyone would come after me, let him deny himself and take up his cross and follow Me. For whoever would save his life will lose it, but whoever loses his life for My sake will find it. Matthew 16:24-25 What is driving me? What's the purpose of my actions? To serve God? Others? Me? Where lie my passions? I don't want to be a lukewarm Christian. Giving God what is left Instead of offering Him my best Would only leave me bereft. So I will examine my heart daily: What needs to be laid down? What is my cross to bear So that I serve God alone? I'll commit…

My soul, wait in silence for God only, For my hope is from Him. Psalm 62:5 Solitude Get alone with God Just as Jesus did. Pencil in some time with Him On your daily grid. Silence Turn off all the noises As you come to Him to meet; So you can be tuned in to Him, Hearing God’s heartbeat. Serenity When you’re quiet before the Lord, A sense of peace will descend. You’ll hear the still small voice of God Calling from deep within. In the last post I wrote, Being a Mary, I talked about finding the Mary inside you. Once you’ve “found” her, you’ll need to carve out…

She had a sister called Mary, who sat at the Lord’s feet listening to what He said. Luke 10:39 Busy! Busy! Busy! That seems to be the thing to say when asked how you’re doing. Busyness is almost worn like a badge. It’s as if the busier we are, the more successful we look. I heard a quote the other day: “Busy is the new happy.” I beg to differ. I like doing things and being productive, but I don’t want to be busy. That would make me stressed, not happy. Which is what Martha was feeling. (But Martha was distracted with much serving. And she went up to Him…

How many are your works, Lord! In wisdom you made them all; the earth is full of your creatures. Psalm 104:24 As we entered Big Bend National Park, We were ready to explore the outdoors. City noises replaced by warbling birds and City sights replaced by a hawk as it soared. The rock formations were gigantic, It's Texas after all! From mesas, buttes, volcanoes, and ranges, To cliffs that formed a wall. The Rio Grande shaped the canyons; We saw its waters flowing. It carved the Santa Elena Canyon 1500 feet deep and growing! The plant life is just as beautiful As the park's topography: From the unfamiliar potols and…