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. 

He sings loudly,

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 sweet song.

Sing over me, Shepherd of my soul. Help me go forth with heart
and hands 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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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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#No Guilt or Shame

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I will remember my song in the night—Psalm 77:6

I don’t claim to have visions, but I’m a visual learner. Maybe that’s why God put some very descriptive pictures and words 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 before me.

I found myself in the first scene, among a large crowd in Jerusalem where Jesus stood before Pilate. I could hear the mob shouting. “Crucify him! Crucify him! Give us Barabbas and crucify Jesus! I was horrified and ashamed to hear myself shouting along with the rest of the crowd…. knowing had I been there I would have been just as guilty of wanting the savior crucified.

“Your guilt and your shame have been nailed to the cross.” Those gracious words flooded my waiting heart, followed quickly by the next scene.

A woman caught in adultery lay on the ground, fearful of the religious crowd who were about to stone her. I felt her shame as though it was my own. I cried out, “Lord, that could have been me.” 

Once again I heard the same words….“Your guilt and your shame have been nailed to the cross.” What followed was like a symphony of beautiful music to my listening ears….like a healing balm over my heart and soul….replacing the burden I had felt for months with a new found joy that’s hard to explain.

The following Sunday morning I heard those words a third time. In the midst of his sermon, my pastor turned from the pulpit—pretended to hammer a nail into the wall behind him and shared the words that had now taken root in my heart….“Your guilt and your shame have been nailed to the cross.”

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 of the 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

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

Sometimes we need to find a quiet place to hear God whisper our name.

I’ve been there…for months.

With the backdrop of a little peak of heaven from my back yard, I am coming out of a season of desert dwelling. Feeling refreshed and renewed I am leaning harder on my Beloved, grateful to take up my pen and share some of my journal enteries over the
past year. It is my heart’s cry and desire that I write for Jesus.

In the words of my dear friend Joyce Coffin…“To God be the glory, as our lives tell his story”.

My Soul Takes Wing

I walked with God today
Listened to his voice so sweet
Laid my burdens at his feet.

Now trusting him with every-thing
My soul takes wing and
Soars and sings.