{Aunt Lisa's Dogwood in the rain} 
* * * * * * * * Matthew 28:16-20 16Then the eleven disciples went to Galilee, to the mountain where Jesus had told them to go. 17When they saw him, they worshiped him; but some doubted. 18Then Jesus came to them and said, "All authority in heaven and on earth has been given to me. 19Therefore go and make disciples of all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit, 20and teaching them to obey everything I have commanded you. And surely I am with you always, to the very end of the age." Once again, Jesus reminds me that never will he leave me nor forsake me. He will be with me until the "very end of the age". Did you get that? Until the very end. That is always. It's forever. But...sometimes I don't believe it. Because sometimes I don't feel Him. Sometimes I'm convinced I'm flailing around on this crazy planet all by myself. Alone. And I wonder if maybe the "end of the age" came and went and somehow I got forgotten. But what I've learned is that in those times, when I can't seem to find Him...it's not Him that's missing. It's me that has strayed. He's always there. It's just that sometimes I'm looking in the wrong direction. And finding Him again is as simple as turning around toward that still small voice...only to find Him standing there, waiting for me to see.
* * * * * * * * Matthew 28:16-20 16Then the eleven disciples went to Galilee, to the mountain where Jesus had told them to go. 17When they saw him, they worshiped him; but some doubted. 18Then Jesus came to them and said, "All authority in heaven and on earth has been given to me. 19Therefore go and make disciples of all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit, 20and teaching them to obey everything I have commanded you. And surely I am with you always, to the very end of the age." Once again, Jesus reminds me that never will he leave me nor forsake me. He will be with me until the "very end of the age". Did you get that? Until the very end. That is always. It's forever. But...sometimes I don't believe it. Because sometimes I don't feel Him. Sometimes I'm convinced I'm flailing around on this crazy planet all by myself. Alone. And I wonder if maybe the "end of the age" came and went and somehow I got forgotten. But what I've learned is that in those times, when I can't seem to find Him...it's not Him that's missing. It's me that has strayed. He's always there. It's just that sometimes I'm looking in the wrong direction. And finding Him again is as simple as turning around toward that still small voice...only to find Him standing there, waiting for me to see.
7 comments:
i read recently that we need to live with Jesus not for Jesus. include Him in our everyday. makes good sense to me.
You're a dear to post this today. Exactly how I'm struggling. Guess I'll talk my cup of coffee out to the back porch and be quiet and listen for Him to speak to me. I sure need to hear Him.
Reminds me of something I heard on the radio this morning as I was coming to work. He's always here, I just need to be quiet and listen.
That photo is stunning! An 8x10 worthy for sure!
oh honey, yes and then another yes.
i love
love this post.
until the end~
goose bumps.
xo
GREAT photo Michelle! The perspective and colors are amazing.
"that still small voice".
totally sums God up for me.
and don't you hate when you've been going the wrong direction.......blast being human.
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