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Monday, February 16, 2015

Monday Morning Devo - The Edge of the Storm, Part 8


Behold, a King will reign in righteousness, and princes will rule with justice. A Man will be as a hiding place from the wind, and a cover from the tempest, as rivers of water in a dry place, as the shadow of a great rock in a weary land. Isaiah 32:1-2, NKJV

There's another verse in Psalms that, at least to me, sorta goes with this one. It's Psalms 42:1-2a: As the deer pants for the water brooks, so pants my soul for You, O God. My soul thirsts for God, for the living God.

That's how I feel sometimes. I hunger for more of God. Do you ever feel like that?

In the middle of any storm, God is there. He's there at the edge of the storm, too, and after it's over.

Sunday morning in our Bible Study, we talked about God being there all the time, everywhere, no matter where or what. So how is it we can pull away from Him? Thinking back, I built walls around myself--not just between God and me, but also between other people and me. It wasn't that God wasn't there with me--it was me who wasn't there with Him.

Christianity is a volunteer organization, you might say. God only comes into your life when you want Him to. He's there on the fringe, waiting for an invitation.

Sometimes it takes a storm to break down the walls we build to keep God or the world out. Bur remember--God is there in the middle of the storm, still waiting, more patient than you could ever believe. He'll be happy to walk you through that storm and see you to the other side. Won't you let Him in?

Remember that this week is Fat Tuesday and Ash Wednesday, the beginning of Lent. Forty days after that is Easter. During the forty days--like the forty days Jesus spent in the wilderness--we remember Him and all He did for us while he was on the earth.

Blessings on your week.

Father, open our eyes to see Your caring through the storms. Open our ears to hear Your quiet voice. Open our hearts to receive You. Amen.


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