I just heard about what happened in Nice, France and I am broken for the people.
My mind started racing, asking questions like "How can I help?! What can I do?! Take my blood! I don't need it!!"
And I had nowhere to turn, so I turned to the mountains.
I observed their everlasting beauty and watched as the sun set over the horizons.
As night fall came, one star has remained in the sky (or maybe a planet!)
But it has remained and it is beautiful.
It's Jesus.
That is the only star that is currently lighting up my sky here in SD.
He's present.
He is here.
I prayed for Nice.
I began thinking about decisions I've made this week....actually the lack of decision making.
Because I have decided to stop making decisions.
Jesus, it's your turn.
And I trust you.
I'm sitting here listening to "Good, Good Father" by Chris Tomlin and what he says rings so true:
You're a good good father
It's who you are
And I'm loved by you
It's who I am
You are perfect in all of your ways
To us
It's love so undeniable
I can hardly speak
Peace so unexplainable
I can hardly think
As you call me deeper still
Into love
Isn't that such a beautiful thing. Can you grasp that?
God is so perfect in his love for us. It is who he is.
And I'm loved.
How often do we believe that?
I am loved. I am so loved.
He loves you. He loves France.
Be still and wait on him.
He wil make revelations so clear that when you stare out at your mountains, you will know it's been him.
See it?
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