Glenda Mills

Hope That Doesn't Disappoint

Stop Doubting and Believe

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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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A Song in the Night

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I’d rather walk
in the valley with Jesus,
than on a mountain-top
without Him.
He gives a song
in the night.
knitting our hearts together
with sweet chords of love.
I’d rather walk
through valley’s long trial
with the Shepherd—
than high on a mountain
without His song.

Shepherd of love, empower me to go forth with heart
lifted up, s
inging love’s sweet song.

I call to remembrance my song in the night. Psalm 77:6
He will rejoice over you with singing. Zephaniah 3:17 

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Nailed to the Cross

I will remember my song in the night—Psalm 77:6
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I don’t claim to have visions, but I’m a
visual learner. Maybe that’s why the Lord
put some very descriptive pictures and
thoughts in my mind in the wee hours of
the morning many years ago.

It wasn’t a dream. I was fully awake and
aware of two scenes that unfolded in my
mind’s eye. 

I found myself in the first scene, among a large crowd where Jesus stood
before Pilate. I heard the mob shouting. “Crucify him! Crucify him! Give us
Barabbas and crucify Jesus!

Feelings of guilt and shame flooded my heart and I cried out, Lord that could
have been me.

The moment quickly passed as a strong impression interrupted my horrified
thoughts. Your guilt and shame were nailed to the cross.”

Tears of release flooded my aching heart as I remembered the love poured out
on Calvary’s cross for sinners. Just. Like. Me.

Another scene followed. A woman caught in adultery lay on the ground, fear-
ful of the religious crowd about to stone her. I felt her shame as though it was
my own and I cried out, “Lord, that could have been me.” 

Once again I heard the words“Your guilt and shame were nailed to the cross.”

Then something like a symphony of beautiful music began flooding my heart
and mind, healing my soul with a new found joy that’s hard to explain.

The following Sunday morning I was amazed when I heard the same words
spoken from the pulpit. In the midst of his sermon, Pastor John did an about
face, pretended to hammer a nail into the wall, and shared the same message
that had now taken root in my heart.

“Your guilt and shame were nailed to the cross.”

How could he have known what had been repeatedly etched on my heart and
mind? I believe there’s no other explanation than to believe God’s Holy Spirit
placed the message on my Pastor’s heart.

If you struggle with feelings of guilt or shame over something from your past,
dare to embrace Jesus and believe this good news.

“He canceled the record of the charges against us and took it away by nailing it
to the cross” (Colossians 2:14).

Prayer: Father in heaven, how can we ever thank you enough for nailing our sins
to the Cross of Calvary? I pray for the one who struggles to be free from feelings
of guilt and shame. May we all continue to find sweet release and forgiveness at
the foot of the cross. In the Savior’s name we pray. Amen.

 


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My Soul Takes Wing

 And he said to them, “Come, we shall go to the country alone and rest a little.” Mark 6:31

Sometimes I long for a walk on a little country
road next to nowhere. A place where I can
breathe the fresh air and embrace the beauty
of God’s creation around me. A place so quiet
I can hear the promptings of God’s spirit over
the thoughts and intents of my heart.

I’m grateful for the many times I’ve been there,

yet I’ve discovered I can still take that walk every  day, but it starts not on a country road but
right here in the privacy of my home. In my quiet place, where I sit in my comfortable chair
with an open Bible and a pen.

It’s called walking through the Bible. It starts with praise, followed by a prayer that God will
take my heart, renew and restore it as I meditate on the greatest love letter ever written. All
along the way, I can stop and tell the Lord what’s on my mind. And He responds with a sure
word of encouragement, instruction or counsel. Sometimes reproving a wrong attitude. Some-
times giving wisdom as to how to handle life’s situations that affect my day.

I love the exchange that takes place when I give God my burdens and He gives me His peace.
It’s like a walk in the country where my soul takes wing.

I walked with God today,
listened to his voice
so sweet,
and laid my burdens
at his feet.
Now trusting him
with every-thing,
my soul takes wing
and
soars and sings.


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When Flowers Fade

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Seems like the older I get the faster
the seasons come and go…and the
challenges that come with them.
This has been especially true this
year. Two deaths in our family, both
sudden and unexpected.

A special niece the day after Christmas, followed by the death of a brother-in law just six months
later.

We traveled to South Alabama both times, wanting to give support and comfort for my sisters and
their famlies as we grieved the loss of loved ones together.

Now months later, we are about to witness another changing season. Soon the flowers of summer
will fade and fall as the heat of summer gives way to shorter days and cooler temperatures with the
promise of another winter to soon follow.

I don’t feel ready for another winter. Seems like we just got through the last one. Yet I love this time
ofthe year. The metamorphosis of Fall beckons me to feast my eyes on the beauty of the changing
season when green leaves magically turn yellow, gold, red and brown.

For me the beautiful backdrop of God’s creation causes me to pause and reflect on the faithfulness
of God during the changing seasons of our lives.

Even the season of death and sorrow cannot take away the hope of seeing our loved ones again.
Death has been swallowed up in life. They are just beyond the thin veil that seperates heaven and
earth.

Unlike the falling leaves, the Word of the Lord remains with us forever. We cling to the hope of the
eternal and faithful promises that hold and strengthen us during times of grief and loss. And we
find peace through the Comforter who lives within us.

Our lives are like a fading flower, but we believe we will bloom in heaven for eternity.

What a great reunion in heaven awaits those who place their trust in the Lord Jesus Christ, where
He has prepared a place for us to live with Him eternally.

For God so loved the world, that He gave His only begotten son, so that whoever
believes in Him will not perish, but have everlasting life. (John 3:16)