Use Me

A prayer:

Show me the power of the Holy Spirit;
alive, vital and real in my life, in my world,
in my experience. Today; every day.

Imbue me with your power.
Enable me to experience, to Know, your power,
to walk in your spirit, in your will.

Take my natural abilities, talents & gifts
and use them for your glory.
Use me.

Accomplish your will
in my life.
Use me for others.

I surrender myself to you again,
now in this moment.
Take my life.

Use me.
Use me for your glory.

Live through me.
Love through me.

Amen

All I Need

A prayer of worship and surrender:

You are all I need.
I worship you alone.
I give you my heart and my soul.
You alone are God.

You hold my world in your hands.
You hold me every moment.
I believe you are more than enough.
Nothing is impossible for you.

I trust in you.
I believe these words with my mind and my will;
Bring them to my heart
So I completely trust in you.

I could forever tell of your love.
Allow me to see what you have for me.
Fill me to overflowing with your Spirit
So I glorify you with my life.

You look into my heart as
I come to worship.
You are my everything.
All I have is yours.

You are my everything.
I adore you.

Courtney's Birthday

My granddaughter is 14 this month. Where has the time gone since she first arrived? So many changes in my life and, of course, in hers.

I recall vividly the day of her birth. We hurried to the hospital. Grandpa and Uncle Steve waited together with other family and friends. I worked the cam-corder in the labor/delivery room. I held my breath as she emerged and took her first one and then began to cry. So beautiful!

As her dad and I started down the hall to the waiting room, I gave him a hug and tears sprang to both our eyes. Stunned at the emotion overwhelming me at this new life, I wiped my eyes and smiled. When we announced her safe arrival to the full room -- it seemed everyone in town was there! -- joy flooded the entire entourage.

Yesterday, we delivered her and her sister from her mom to her dad. The whole family talked at once and the room filled with laughter. Our sweet girl, no longer a baby but a blossoming young woman, held court center stage as she told of happenings at school and with friends.

She's still a blessing. She's still beautiful, physically as well as so many more ways. I still fight to hold back tears and I pray I always model a godly woman to her.

Talking Leaves

I stand in the wind and watch the trees. I look at limbs stretching 40 feet in the air toward blue sky. The upper branches bend and sway as the leaves lift a song of praise to the Creator.

Rain comes.

The soggy leaves droop and drip. Their shudder sends a cascade of droplets to the ground. They sing a muted song.

Sunshine again.

The leaves whisper in the breeze. They give thanks for sun and rain.

I stand and watch the trees. I hear the soft rustle of their song and I join my voice to theirs. The talking leaves and I offer praise, honor and glory to our Lord.

Today From My Window

Today my view from my window included parking lots in town; lots of peple coming and going.

I watched moms and dads walk with children in tow. I saw laughing and talking and families enjoying the cool fall day. I watched cars parking or whizzing by on the way to somewhere else.

From town, we (my dear husband and I) drove toward home. But, we took an unplanned detour and drove about 30 minutes north; he wanted to show me something he saw while coming home in his big truck the other day. I stared out the window at the changing scenery. Trees fading from green to yellow, orange and red; flat or rolling hills becoming steeper and the road curvier.

From my window I saw mama cows with their calves. I saw horses grazing on green grass. I saw birds flying. I saw fresh water flowing in the creeks we crossed.

We started toward home gain.

Today, from my window, I glimpsed God the Creator's handiwork in the changing seasons. I traveled the gray asphalt road and looked out in awe at how wonderfully He planned our world for us to live.

I really enjoyed my view from my window today.