Glenda Mills

Hope For The Heart


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Wayfarers

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Somewhere along my journey it dawned on me.
This is meant to be.
You can’t go back to what you once knew.
You must travel onward and upward until
you reach the Father’s House.

In my Father’s house are many mansions. I go to
prepare a place for you—(John 14:2 NKJ).


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He Took a Towel

Jesus took a towel and met with me one day.

“Will you let me wash your feet before you go your way?

Before you begin the work I’ve called you to do—

Before you yield your body my power and love flow through.

 

Before you face another day knowing not what it will bring,

Will you let me wash your feet and cause your heart to sing?

Will you cease from all self-effort, come to me and rest—

Learn my yoke is easy, my will for you is best?

 

Will you let me wash your feet before you start your day?

Will you listen for my voice—my will and way?”

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“Not only my feet…my head, hands and heart.”

© Glenda Mills 2014

 

He came to Peter, who said to him, “Lord, do you wash my feet?” Jesus answered him, “What I am doing you
do not understand now, but afterward you will understand”—John 13:6 ESV.

 

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Harvest Time

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“As long as the earth remains, there will be planting and harvest, cold and heat, summer and winter,
day and night” (Genesis 8:22 NLT).


Summer and winter and springtime and Harvest,

Sun, moon and stars in their courses above,

join with all nature in manifold witness,

to Thy great faithfulness

mercy and love.

* Lyrics Thomas O. Chisholm, Public domain


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#Spirit Wings

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They say a wounded eagle flies to its nest—
lies on its back with outspread wings, and waits
for the warmth of the sun to heal its wounds.

Then rising with renewed strength and power—
the mighty eagle spreads it wings and takes flight,
soaring once again towards the heavens.

Do you sometimes feel like a wounded eagle?
You know you are meant to fly with Spirit wings—
yet you are wounded and weary,
weak with no strength.

Learn the lesson of the eagle.
Fly to the empty nest awaiting you.
Bask in the healing and strength of the Son’s presence,
and rise up once again with Spirit wings,
soaring with the One who makes all things new.

Father God: May our hearts rise up with a fresh dose of strength today, trusting you to renew and restore our spirit, soul, and body. In the matchless name of Jesus we pray. Amen.

*Photo by http://geekphilosopher.com

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