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A Year Older

 
 
 
Another birthday is upon me......
Another year older.....
A few more gray hairs growing......
( Nothing a box of color can't fix)
Maybe even a few more wrinkles crowning my face.
( Extra face cream to the rescue)
 
It's been 5 years since my daddy God moved me back to my home state and town....
In these 5 years I've had changes within myself.....
Healing, restoration, deliverance and much growth.
Looking back over the last 5 years, much has changed in my life.....
Changes for the good in me.....
For those I am most thankful.

I do however have areas in my life that to me seem stagnant....
No change....
Just sitting.....
Still waiting....

I tell myself, my time is not God's time and his time is always the right time....
I tell myself He is setting the stage for me...
He is preparing me for all He has for me.

And then I hear my clock ticking reminding me I will be a year older......
My flesh mocks me....
My mind taunts me....
My heart wonders......
When will my stage in life, the promises my daddy God spoke to me, truly reveal themselves?

I still to this day am amazed as to how and when my daddy God will speak to me.
The last few days I have come across the same scripture ....
It seemed to appear in the quite...
As I skim across daily devotionals.......
A little bigger text as I read fellow blogs....
And today bolder and brighter, dancing around in my mind as I begin my day.

Psalm 37:4
Delight yourself in the Lord and he will give you the desire of your heart.

I laugh out loud and tell him, " Ok Lord, I hear you"
" Through me you will receive"...He tells me.

He will give us the answers we search for....
He will speak to our inner most thoughts...
He will give us the desire of our hearts.

He knows me so well....
His daughter..
The little girl at heart who stands at the feet of her daddy God wide eyed.....
The woman on bended knee who cries out to him deep within her soul.....
The daughter of the King of Kings, who delights herself in him......
And receives the desires of her heart.


A Year Older....

Xoxoxo

Stacey






 


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