
“I will make them strong in the Lord, and they shall walk in His Name,” declares the Lord. Zechariah 10:12
I believed; therefore I received Christ Jesus as my Lord and Savior. The time was … 1993, July 17th to be exact. A beautiful time in my life.
At that time, my roots were planted in the One Who can grow me into the flower He so desires. Since then, I walk with He Who walks with me.
He builds me up. He takes the time to continually build, edify, love me. (How can I so easily tear myself down without even knowing what I have done? He is growing my roots deeper into Him that I will deny self and quit breaking those roots away from Him.)
He establishes me in faith, in trust, in Him. (How can I mistrust, doubt, walk in fear when He is so near?)
I am instructed in much and one lesson taught again and again is to give gratitude, to overflowing, abounding. (How can I walk with Him and not be thankful for all He is and does for me? How can I be ungrateful? How?)
In Him, I have my time. Learning to walk slowly with the One to Whom I owe my all, to contemplate simply the lessons of His love for me, to receive His Words into my heart, in His time, in His will. He teaches me of the Father.
How can I not walk with Him in His time, in His Holy Place, in His peace, in His joy? I surely can. My time is in His hands, His time.
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