The Time Is Coming...

I started reading through Obadiah last night. A small, seemingly irrelevant little book. But there is a reason for each and every single book in the bible. And although the New Covenant was made so that we will be changed forever, God himself has remained the same.

And as I read about Edom and their day of judgement drawing near, I get a sense that my day is coming too. Yes, God's mercies are new every day, but His love for me is constant. A reality I still need to fathom.

He has heard my cries. I smile a doubtful smile and page to Joel. Again, like a chorus repeating itself I read about how God will "restore the fortunes of Judah and Jerusalem, [He] will gather all nations and bring them down to the Valley of Jehospaphat. There [He] will put them on trail for what they did to [His] inheritance,, [His] people..." 

This might not be a side of God anybody wants to see, but I needed to hear this. I needed to know that He hears me. Can it be His word for me tonight? God if this is you, tell me again. Once more...

...and He leads me to Ezekiel - where AGAIN I read about His judgement. May this be the final nail in my coffin of doubt.

End of Story

Pray

Pray

Pray

Pray

Pray

Pray

Pray

Pray

Pray

Pray

Pray

Pray

Pray

Pray

Pray

Pray

Pray

Pray...

...NEVER.STOP.

Ask And You Shall Receive

Like a mantra I keep repeating to myself:

I WILL believe.

God IS good. He DOES care.

A Miracle WILL happen.

A fraction of that hit home through all the fear and nervousness and I feel slightly excited at the prospect of what God can do. I think the nervousness is due to the boldness in my belief that God can do ANYTHING. More over: that He WILL.

I will recklessly believe. 

Stubbornly hold on. 

Waiting on His technicolor miracle.