I love thunderstorms! They remind me of the beauty and the power of God. The light streaking across the sky, jumping from cloud to cloud and the sound of the rumbling thunder announcing that the heavens are open. I love the smell of the air during and after the storm the smell of renewal and hope. Thank you my Lord for thunderstorms.
Tag Archives: Hope
Hope at Christmas
Each year my quest for Hope is renewed with the reminder of Christ’s advent into this world.
Day 5
Did you ever wonder if Christ died on the cross for our sins would He have suffered less had I not sinned? Was His pain equal to the payment? God already knew everyone’s choices and paths. God already knew the payment due. I try to remember to think about this when making choices. Don’t get me wrong I am on this quest because I am imperfect not perfect and still making choices.
Day 4 of my Quest
Looking for Hope is easier some day’s more than others. I know I carry hope in my heart because I carry The Lord in my heart. My quest is for life with eternal Hope. I always dreamt of heaven as sitting at Jesus’ feet like the little children and just asking question after question. Much like I did at my Grandfather’s feet. My Grandfather had a chair in the dinning room of his house where he sat and the grandchildren used to gather around just to listen. I called him Pap almost everyone he knew young and old called him Pop. Gram called him Joe. Pap never seemed to be bothered by my endless questions. I always felt safe, special and loved. That is what I hope heaven is.
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