Glenda Mills

Hope That Doesn't Disappoint

Stop Doubting and Believe


I’ve always appreciated the honesty
of Thomas. It mattered not when he
heard the reports of others who had
seen Jesus face to face the morning
he rose from the grave. This doubting
disciple wanted hard proof. He declared
he would not believe unless he could
see the nail prints in Jesus hand.

Jesus knew the heart of Thomas. And He knows ours.

Is it not true some of us are tempted to doubt God’s promises when things don’t turn out the way we had expected?

Sometimes our  minds and emotions tempt us to beg God for proof before we will believe. That’s when we need to remember to renew our minds by reading the good news the Bible speaks of.

So with that said, the following is my declaration of belief in the One who loved me enough to die on Calvary’s cruel cross in my place that I might have eternal life.
(John 3:16)

The stripping, beating, and cursing.
The casting of lots for his robe.
The crowning of thorns
on Golgotha’s hill.
The cross
and the nails.
The perfect sacrificial
Lamb of God,
Savior and Redeemer,
the body and blood of Jesus—
wounded and bleeding,
broken and spilled out,
dying for you and for me.

The prayer,
“Father forgive them, they
know not what they do”.
The loud voice,
“It is finished.
Into your hands
I commit my spirit.”
The veil, torn into
from top to bottom.
The open door
to the Holy of Holies
inviting whosoever
will may come.
The third day
angels rolled away
the stone and
Jesus rose from
the grave.

He Arose!

The empty tomb,
his appearing to
the women,
Peter and other disciples.
Then Jesus said to Thomas,


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“Put your finger here and look at my hands. Reach out your hand
and put it into my side.
Stop doubting and believe.” John 20:27

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I Will Remember

When clouds hover near, and threaten to hide
the beauty of His Grace,
I will remember:

Clouds Are the Dust of His Feet

If clouds are the dust of your feet,
I lift my arms in praise,
while tears pour out,
cleansing the dust around my heart.
If clouds are the dust of your feet,
let me climb the mountain-top with you…
hidden from man, but seen through the eyes of my Father.
No whirlwind or storm can separate
from your love.
Draw me near, up close, for it’s at your feet
I find mercy and grace. 

The Lord has His way in the whirlwind and the storm,
and clouds are the dust of His feet.
(Nahum 1: 3b)




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They placed a crown of thorns on

His head, forcing Him to carry

His own cross up Golgotha’s hill.

The perfect Son of God,

cocooned in human flesh;

nailed to the cruel Cross of Calvary.

“Seems like such a loss,” they mocked.

“If He’s the Son of God, let Him come down and save Himself!”

Jesus could have come down that day,

yet He chose to stay;

laying down His life for you and me.

Then as life’s blood ebbed away…Jesus cried out,

 “It is finished! Father into Your hands, I commit my spirit.”

Look beyond Calvary’s tree…

to the veil in the temple…

torn from top to bottom…

making it possible for

you and me to enter the Holy of Holies…

The Most Holy Place of the Living God.

He descended into hell.


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On the third day, Jesus rose from the grave.

Now with Godhead’s Glory returned,

Jesus appeared to the disciples and

other witnesses in His glorified body,

Urging them to wait for the promised

Holy Spirit who empowers with the

Message of “Good News” to a lost world.

The Son of God has come down to man,

revealed the love of the Father…

made forgiveness and restoration possible.

One day we shall know Him as He is.

We will gaze upon His face,

In the place He has prepared…

A place in the Father’s eternal house.

A new heaven and earth…

No more tears, pain, sorrow, or death.


Who Do You Think You Are?

Ever been asked that question?

Jesus bore up under such questions of scorn and ridicule as He hung upon the Cross over 2000 years ago. The scoffers railed at Him that day. “If you are God, then come down from the Cross”.  Jesus didn’t.

If He had, there would be no Salvation and no Savior. No one to show us how deeply God loved the world and those in it. No one to take our shame and our guilt upon Himself. No one to take our griefs and carry our sorrows. No one to be raised from the dead. No one to give Eternal Life.

This season of Lent, my heart finds rest when I gaze upon this Beautiful One, the Lamb of God who takes away the sins of the world. The Cross answers my questions about who I am and why I am here.

Not who I am
but Whose I am
I belong to the great I Am That I Am
Only Wise God

Not what I’ve done
but what He’s done
for me
for the world

Not where I now live
but where my Eternal Home is
Not this is my home
but heaven is my home

Not what I want
but what He wants
to love Him with all my heart
my soul, my strength
and my neighbor as myself

Not what I will
but what He wills

Not my reflection
but His glory shining through
a weak vessel

Do you know Whose you are? This is God’s answer to our deep longings to know we are valued and loved. Jesus laid down His life for you and me—not because we deserve it, but because of His great mercy and compassion. His invitation to all, is to receive this gift of love and believe in this wonderful Name of Jesus, the Lamb of God who takes away the sins of the world.

But as many as received Him, to them He gave the right to become children of God, even to those who believe in His name, who were born, not of blood nor of the will of the flesh nor of the will of man, but of God. (John 1: 12,13 NASB). 

Reblogged post from March 11, 2012