Molly: I was frustrated, weeks prior. Yet, a peace came over my heart that could have only been of the Lord. Now, I felt as if the rug had been pulled out from underneath me. I didn't understand what God was trying to do. I like to meet Jesus outside, so I went down by the water to my favorite picnic table. I was journaling, trying to be real with God, telling him I was mad and I was looking for rest. As I was writing, leaves started falling on my journal. When I lifted my eyes up to the trees over my head, God gave me clarity…brilliant clarity. There was no audible voice, but I heard him somehow, like in my heart. Thursday, February 20, 2014
Special Edition: Through the seasons, I am rooted in Christ.
Molly Wilson, one of the girls in my sorority, gave the devotional on wednesday night at our sorority meeting. I thought it was amazing and God-breathed, so I asked her to type it up so I could share it with y'all.
Molly: I was frustrated, weeks prior. Yet, a peace came over my heart that could have only been of the Lord. Now, I felt as if the rug had been pulled out from underneath me. I didn't understand what God was trying to do. I like to meet Jesus outside, so I went down by the water to my favorite picnic table. I was journaling, trying to be real with God, telling him I was mad and I was looking for rest. As I was writing, leaves started falling on my journal. When I lifted my eyes up to the trees over my head, God gave me clarity…brilliant clarity. There was no audible voice, but I heard him somehow, like in my heart.
Molly: I was frustrated, weeks prior. Yet, a peace came over my heart that could have only been of the Lord. Now, I felt as if the rug had been pulled out from underneath me. I didn't understand what God was trying to do. I like to meet Jesus outside, so I went down by the water to my favorite picnic table. I was journaling, trying to be real with God, telling him I was mad and I was looking for rest. As I was writing, leaves started falling on my journal. When I lifted my eyes up to the trees over my head, God gave me clarity…brilliant clarity. There was no audible voice, but I heard him somehow, like in my heart.
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