Sure & Certain

|"Now, faith is being sure of what we hope for 

and certain of what we do not see.

By faith we understand that the universe was formed 

at God's command,

so that what is seen

was not made out of what was visible."|

-Hebrews 11v1;3-  

Lately, I've been clinging to these verse. I suppose it reminds me of the vast power and authority of Yahweh.        

                                      |"...the universe was formed at God's command..." |

We are a work of art; we were created by an artist. Now that I think deeper into this metaphor, we are an unfinished work of art. God is constantly fixing the smudges, smoothing edges, trimming us.

We have to trust God--the artist--that he knows full well what He's doing. We must have faith that, in the end, there will be a beautiful finished product. We hope He will work out in a favorable outcome.


In the times where we are put to the test--being put through fire-- the last thing we should do is lose hope and faith; because it is the most lonely and scary feeling any one will ever feel.

There is a huge mountain in my life right now. Most people are saying, "It cannot be moved," pitifully purse their lips, shake their head and apologize.

"It is TOO big!" they say...

...but in my mind, I say, "HA! They do not know how capable my God is." I laugh in the face of their doubt. And, I laugh in the face of my own doubts.

In the presence of Yahweh, there is no room for disease, darkness, addictions, depression. He is the creator of everything good. 

Having faith and believing the blood of Jesus heals is not enough. Proclaim! that the blood of Jesus has already healed.

|"Your faith has healed you..."| 

-Mark 10v52- 

 

|...by his wounds we are healed.|

-Isaiah 53v5-

How can I lose faith in my precious Lord? Why would I? After all he's done for me. After all the mercy and grace he pours over me every day. He's been faithful to answer me and to be next to me when ever I call on him, he's doing the same right now. 

He is an unchanging God. Miracles didn't just happen in Bible times. 

{they're happening as we speak}

I ran away to the sea last night

I ran away. 
|I ran towards the sea|.
I ran because I was confused; scared. 
The tides are high in my life;
 the waters are coming up a little too close for comfort. 

As {daylight} wisps away, 
the tide grows closer to shore. 
|However|, the tides know what they're doing. 
 They aren't just some untamed anomaly. 
The bright moon leads and guides them in and out.  

Ultimately, that moon is our Creator, no?
 I can just see Him now;
his silky, white beard, bow-tie, 
His almighty hands conducting and orchestrating the movements of each wave. 
Each wave never getting closer than what His hands had conducted. 

They pause when His hands pause. 
They intensify as He conducts. 
The tides never miss a beat, |never| go over the mark.
Residence on shore can go about life in peace knowing the tides will never get higher than what is safe.