Yesterday was kind of a fog of recovering from the weekend + Monday, and some kind of little stomach bug. So I never got around to doing the post. I actually miss not writing, so this experiment must be working! So I am going to write yesterday’s and today’s in this post.
One
One day I will see you again
One day I will be forever yours
One day I will look on your face and feel bliss
One day I will no longer be worried, or frustrated, or angry, or sad, or in pain
One day LOVE will wrap me up in warmth, and comfort, and peace
One day earthly concerns will no longer matter
One day my prayers will be answered
One day I will understand it all
One day it will be you and me and everyone else
One day the mysteries of the universe will unfold themselves to me
One day Jesus will be my bride(groom)
One day the Holy Spirit will no longer be invisible to my naked eye
One day EVIL will be vanquished forever and ever
One day (and already know) I will be in eternity where there is no beginning and no end
One day I will receive the crowns that are mine
One day I will touch the center of the universe
One day I will be filled with joy unending
One day the struggle will cease
One day I will have a job in heaven that is perfectly suited to me
One day I will be with you, and you will be with me.
Peace
Peace that passes all understanding seems so far away from me. I struggle, I fight, I yearn, and I bleed. Yet, God promises these things to me. They are mine for the taking, if only I would reach out my hand and take them. I understand this with my head, but not necessarily with my heart. Some days it seems that I like the struggle and bleeding more than I like the peace. Perhaps the fighting gives me a sense of power. Perhaps bleeding shows I am alive. I don’t know, but most of the time I would like to be at peace. With people like me, sometimes being at peace means being dead, because peace eludes us so easily. However, I have work to do on this earth before I die, so dying must wait a while. I’ll go when it is my time, and not before. Oh Lord, show me how to reach out and grab peace like a climber grabs a rope to get back up the mountain after a scary plunge from the sheer cliff. Help me not to squander your gift for me. Help me to surrender to your ways and your peace in this lifetime. Help me to know when to pick up my sword, and when to lay it down and rest. Help me to know true peace that passes all understanding. Help me to know this before death takes me to you.
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