The Girl in the Meadow

The Girl in the Meadow

The soft tendrils of the meadow flowers glided through her fingers as she made her way through thought-provoking valleys.
Which way to turn?
Which way to go?
She had lost her way in such beauty. The breeze caressed her hair with care…a voice on the wind’s tongue called her. She could not stop; could not wait for those calling behind her…for they did not see what she saw…for where her vision grasped the beauty…others only saw weeds…where she saw hope…others envisioned a desert of darkness.

Not to fear (for the unseeing ones) for she once did not see what she grasps in her vision now…not too long ago she saw darkness and despair. It wasn’t until she called out for help…that a wind with a whisper came a response and a call to take action. As a pounding tremor in her chest grew, she made her way through thick forests of doubt. Trees grasped at her; trying to plant their seeds of fear and death in her mind.
The path grew more precarious and the dread covered her like an old, ratty cloak.
“Help, I cannot do this alone!”
“I am here dear one, listen to My voice. Shed your doubtful cloak and do not water the seeds anymore. Let us destroy the lies with truth. Get up and follow me.”

As she followed the wind, the voice became clearer and began to permeate a shield throughout her. She continues walking and following the voice to this day.

God gave me an image of the girl in the meadow. This girl resembled me but was much stronger on leaning on the “whispering wind” that guided her, than I was with following God.
After I saw this picture, God told me these simple but powerful words: “Keep Running.” I did not name this girl because “she” can be any of us.

“Let us run the race set before us…”

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Water Walker

Water Walker

I walked toward the water’s edge and gazed at the rapids before me. There were words spoken and carried by the mist of the waves; calling me by a name that was me but so much more. A single word that expressed every detail of who I was and who I am in Christ. 
I knew it was the One whom my soul loved. Nothing could stand between us; all I had to do was focus on the voice and step onto the damp terrain. Just put one foot in front of the other, but; alas, the beasts of the sea reminded me of the depths and terrors below.
“You can’t do this.” 
“The waters will gobble you up.” 
“The voice you heard was a figment of your imagination.” 


I couldn’t do it.


A better idea sprung into my crammed-packed consciousness.
“I will build stepping stones to my destination!”
Days turned into weeks and weeks into months, until I realized that the voice that was calling me had been drowned out by my focus of building each strong stone being supported by beams plunged into the deep. Not only had I barely made a dent in my destination, but I was building my stone pathway in the wrong direction!
Down and depressed on the failure I had become, there came a small voice once again…”Come to Me…”
I had enough of trying on my own, so I stepped onto the water and walked towards a man at the end of a tumultuous wet path. The first part of the walk was steady but after a few moments, I began to sink in fear of my surroundings. Waves threatened to pull me deeper, but then a hand appeared. With all my might, I clung to the hand and was pulled above the surface. The Man spoke to me without using his mouth…He was speaking through His spirit.


“Walk with Me and you shall never hunger…you shall never thirst…you shall never be in want…I am with you always…”


I have been walking with my Friend, Jesus, ever since.

I Sea

I Sea

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We’ve all had those days, weeks, months, or even years, where everything in life seems to be going against you…

The thing is, we are pushing against the tide to reach the unknown seas. We push and push to break through to the life we know is out there but the tide seems to be coming in with such a great force. Some would say to wait until the tide goes back out… I begin to question myself…Have I imagined that there is a better life out in the great blue? Why would I want to leave the sandy beach anyways? It’s comfy, not challenging, and I know that I can survive on it. Hmmm…”surviving” not “thriving.” I hunger for more than the sugary coconuts on the beach…I need the meat of the sea. I need more stability of the sand that blows away with the lightest breath of man…I need the rock that lies amongst the sea. The rock that stands the beating of the waves and becomes a sculpture of beauty from the waves persistence to bring it down.

So I will dive in the tide and make my way out to the unknown sea where there is a rock that will support me through any struggle…be it wind, rain, or hurricane, the rock will stand. Hmmm…but I must be careful, there is slippery, deceptive seaweed upon this solid rock. I must be aware of where I put my hand for a steady hold, for I may slip, fall, and become entangled with this seaweed of deception. This seaweed pulls you into the depths where there is sand yet again…but way below the raging waters. This is a more dangerous and tempting place to be…the Sands of Sleep and the Drunken Waters…where the senses are dulled and lulled to sleep. A few people will awaken from this stupor long enough to look for a hold on something to pull them up. This will be trying for them, but luckily there is a Lifeguard who walks on water.

Have we not all fallen down this slippery slope? Have we not all needed the Lifeguard to reach down His hand and pull us out of the Sands of Sleep and Drunken waters? I have tried climbing the Rock without the Lifeguard’s help and have fallen into the depths below…it wasn’t until I awoke from the stupor long enough for my hand to find the Lifeguard’s. He is now helping me climb the Rock. Do I sometimes lose my grip? Yes, it is because I wasn’t following my Lifeguard’s instruction. He is always guiding me, even if it is in His silence that I am to stay where I am and the storm rages about me. Just think, what if I wasn’t strong enough for the next grip up higher on the Rock when the storms came? I would be washed out. So, even though the storm thrashes at me, I know that God is just strengthening me for the next grip that is higher up.

I’m glad that we have a “Lifeguard” to help us climb and find sure footing on the “Rock” in the storms in life…

I Sea By: Nicole Kent

I must be careful of where I stand For the ground is nothing but fly-away sand I crave the Rock with all its might Brave the world and storms at night Where the winds whistle and the waves rumble Turning this glorious Rock into a masterpiece against the sea’s pummel As I slip on the deceptive seaweed and fall to the depths below Being lulled by the Drunken Waters I see a hand show I am gripped into reality as my Lifeguard pulls me above And am surrounded by His grace and overwhelming love He had warned me of the seaweed upon this mighty Rock But instead I tried to climb my own way and fell under tempting lock Now I know with Whom I stand… On this mighty Rock which couldn’t be reached without the Lifeguard’s hand

Surviving Tribulations

Surviving Tribulations

There was a theme of a story that began to brew in my mind…of a girl and her family overcoming a tribulation in life. The tribulation was tough but I was getting excited about the end result…and how they overcame. Then God’s words hit me…is it not the same with reality? Have I not promised you a greater life no matter what circumstances come your way?
“Jesus answered, “I am the way and the truth and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me.” John 14:6

Do I not promise you the best kind of ending there is? Eternal life that you may live in me forever? “And this is the promise that he made to us—eternal life.” 1 John 2:25

The path and gate are narrow…have hope and faith. “Enter by the narrow gate. For the gate is wide and the way is easy that leads to destruction, and those who enter by it are many.” Matt. 7:13
“Now faith is the assurance of things hoped for, the conviction of things not seen.” Hebrews 11:1

Hope in Me and I will be with you amongst the struggles, among the temptations, and among the tribulations.”For we do not have a high priest who is unable to sympathize with our weaknesses, but one who in every respect has been tempted as we are, yet without sin.” Hebrews 4:15
“For I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord, plans for welfare and not for evil, to give you a future and a hope.” Jeremiah 29:11
“In all your ways submit to him and He will make your paths straight.” Prov. 3:6
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No matter how small and feeble your faith may currently seem like to you, you still have faith! God has given us each an amount of faith we need! “…God has dealt to every man the measure of faith.” Romans 12:3
Just think of the faith the size of a mustard seed being able to move mountains! “He said to them, ‘Because of your little faith. For truly, I say to you, if you have faith like a grain of mustard seed, you will say to this mountain, Move from here to there, and it will move, and nothing will be impossible for you.’” Matthew 17:20
God doesn’t promise bad things won’t happen to us…but He does promise to be there for us among these trying times. “For I am the Lord, your God, who takes hold of your right hand and says to you, ‘Do not fear, I will help you.” Isaiah 41:13

If you are striving for Christ in a dark day/month/year and feel like He is far away, remember that God is not a feeling or emotion of His knee-shaking presence (at times) but the belief of the heart. “Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding.” Prov. 3:5
“Count it all joy, my brothers, when you meet trials of various kinds, for you know that the testing of your faith produces steadfastness. And let steadfastness have its full effect, that you may be perfect and complete, lacking in nothing.” James 1:2-4
“And after you have suffered a little while, the God of all grace, who has called you to his eternal glory in Christ, will himself restore, confirm, strengthen, and establish you.” 1 Peter 5:10

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