Glenda Mills

Hope That Doesn't Disappoint

A Faith More Precious Than Gold

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The Valley of Trials

You have come through
the valley of trials,
and have found Me faithful.
You’ve wept and cried out,
worshipped, and leaned hard on Me,
and always—always
I’ve been by your side.

I’ve sung over you
and rejoiced to hear you pick
up the song
and sing it back to Me.
I’ve held you close
to My heart
when yours was breaking.

I’ve promised your joy will return
and will watch and
wait with you,

until you find it to be so.
I am all you need,
no matter
the season, trial or test.

I have found your tested faith more precious than gold.

I have sought you out,
chosen and called you to come to Me.
I am your very source of
the Bread of life and Living water.
I AM….I AM
and I’ll be what it takes
to meet your need.

 

 

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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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photo compliment of bing.comeimages

“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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Shoots of New Growth

This hope does not disappoint, because the love of God has been poured out within our hearts through the Holy Spirit who was given to us. Romans 5:5

IMG_1583.jpg.irisheartofhopeWe don’t have to leave our home these days for the world’s bad news to come crashing down upon us. Too much information . . . both good and bad . . . crowds our souls as we search the internet, scan the news and browse Facebook. Sometimes we just need to stop . . . pull back . . . and take a break from the world.

The best way I know of getting away from it all is to get up early and watch a new day dawn. Now with the changing of seasons, I love to take a walk and embrace the beauty of springtime.  Signs of new growth surround me and soon I’m down on my knees digging in the soil . . . pulling weeds . . . transplanting old plants . . . adding new ones.

In the same way,  Spring can ring eternal in our hearts when we take time to walk through the Word of God and embrace the promises found there. The eternal truths written down for us never lose their power to renew and refresh our minds. Give comfort when we grieve a loss…and cause new hope to arise in our hearts during times of stormy trials and winds of adversity.

There’s a hope rooted
down deep . . .
Deep in the soil of God’s love.
Winds of adversity
tests it . . .
Stormy trials try

to possess it . . .
But hope is rooted,
rooted down deep
in the soil of
God’s love.  

There’s a hope springing up
with shoots of

new growth.
Nothing can stop it—
Evil can’t thwart it.
Hope always
thrusts through

hardened soil,
softened by Spring’s rain.
Eternal hope . . .

Everlasting love.

Anchor of my soul,
birthed and
born again. (John 3:3-17)

Eternal Seed implanted . . .
catch the wind of the Spirit.
New life . . .
spring forth.

Awaken winter’s dead.
Heavenly showers fall—
rain flowers
upon my soul.

Call Him Jesus

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Behold a virgin shall conceive and bear a son…Isaiah 7:14 

For God so loved He gave….John 3:16 

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Call Him God’s Son
Loving Savior
 Incarnate Baby come down to earth

Call Him Mighty God

Birthed in holy hush of night
and Laid in a manger 

Call Him Wonderful Counselor
Infinite Comforter,
Full of grace, mercy and truth

Call Him Jesus, Gift of the Father 
Seeking and saving
those who are lost 

Reflections from Isaiah 7:14, 9:6, John 3

What a wonderful time of the year as believers in Jesus remember the hope and joy of Christmas. What wonderful news that Jesus broke through the darkness of night to enter our  world…To show us what God is like. And what a miracle to believe that Jesus can still break through the darkest and hardest of hearts and cause us to be born again. We can become like little children and given eternal life when we bow before the King of Kings and Lord of Lords and receive this Blessed Gift of the Father. The gift of forgiveness of our sins, the gift of new life in Christ, the gift of heaven awaiting those who will come and believe. I invite you to grab a bible and read the entire chapter of John 3. May we have eyes to see and ears to hear the good news of the gospel.

May the Joy of Jesus fill your heart and home this Christmas and in the days to come.
Love Glenda and Dave Mills 

*Painting by my sister, Jean Bryars 

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When Conflict Comes

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The story is told about a father and his young son running out of gas one night on a lonely dark road. Their only option was to get out of the car and walk until they found a gas station some miles away.

“Daddy, it’s dark and I can’t see you. Can I hold your hand until we find the light?”

I think that’s how we feel sometimes when we encounter strange trials. The way up ahead seems dark and we realize there is no way we can find light again, unless we keep holding on to our Father’s hand.
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Have you been there?

I have. The truth is I don’t remember
the exact trial I was going through
at the time. I just remember choosing
to hold onto God’s hand…
knowing He knows the way out of
the darkness of conflict.

The following prayer/poem was given to me during that season. I feel led to share it this morning, in hope that someone will be encouraged to grab hold to our Father’s hand and trust Him to comfort, strengthen and give needed direction.

Peace Borne of Conflict

There’s a peace borne out of conflict, not of sweet repose.
The peace our Father sends
upon the One He knows.

Breathe upon our hearts, sweet Holy Peace of God.
Release the fragrance of the rose
upon the path we trod.

Pour forth Your Holy Spirit, the fruit of peace divine;
The peace borne out of conflict
upon this heart of mine.

In times of stormy conflict, through restless nights and days,
Blow gently upon this rose,
the sacrifice of praise.

If I say, “surely the darkness shall cover me, and the light about me be night”. 
Even the darkness is not dark to you; the night is as bright as the day,
for darkness is as light to you. Psalm 139: 11,12 

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