Merry Christmas, Happy New Year and may you fall ever deeper in love with Christ in 2014.
I dreamed last night I was a young girl of about seventeen attending a Christian summer camp. The real draw of this particular camp was the fact it was on a huge ranch with acres and acres of gorgeous fields, numerous horses, skilled cowpokes and amazing barns. As a country-raised gal, my anticipation was off-the-charts. However, after a procession of horses and demonstration of riding and roping skill, we were told the rules of the camp. Basically, we were to stay within the fences. All the cool stuff was off-limits.
What does most of the world see when they look at the Body of Christ today? They see a mass of people who claim Jesus as Lord but remain unchanged in temperament, in the way they conduct their lives.
God moves in a mysterious way
His wonders to perform;
He plans His footsteps in the sea,
and rides upon the storm.
Deep in unfathomable mines
of never failing skill,
He treasures up His bright designs
and works His sovereign will.
~Hymn and Lyrics by William Cowper
William Cowper, author of this amazing hymn, "God Works in Mysterious Ways His Wonders to Perform," battled depression and at one point even planned to commit suicide by drowning. He called a cab to deliver him to the Thames bridge. As they drove, a fog rolled in that was so thick they could not find their way. Finally, the taxi driver pulled over and Cowper got out of the taxi. To his surprise, he was right in front of his own home. Cowper firmly believed God sent the fog to prevent his intended suicide.
God moves in mysterious ways indeed.
Chana is wife of one, mom to four and bestselling author of two. She brakes for old barns, chai, homemade cookies and any time someone needs to watch Pride & Prejudice.
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When I woke this morning about 1 ½ hours past when I had planned to, the first thought from God as I glared at the clock was, “Who is your God?”
Boom! As usual, He cuts right to the heart of the issue.