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Finding Life


 

    Life is never predictable, but the goodness of God is. Life will throw you curve balls, but the grace of God will catch them while you get there. Life may splinter into a million shards, but the Rock of our Faith will hold us when everything else falls apart. Dreams may shatter, but the presence of God will become tangible so we know His love is not a dream. The peace of God is greater than the roar of present circumstances. The mercy of God is stronger than our frail, human faith. The blessings of God are present and animate when life seems to have taken a bad turn.

To find God in the moment

I must

LIVE IN THE MOMENT.

        This is not a cliché. It is a possible reality. Living in the moment means telling God when I am afraid. It is responding to His touch, even when His touch seems painful. Living in the moment is allowing God to restore, allowing God to bring His healing when I still want to struggle. It is allowing God to work when I don’t feel like I am able to continue on. Living in the moment is letting the peace of God be my reality, even when I am still scared.

Because,

In the end

His reality

Is my best reality.

        The touch of God gives me His perspective on my situation. To claim His reality, I must allow myself to be calmed by Him when I want to be afraid for just one minute longer. When I give Him my reality, I can begin to trust. Every inch I release to Him is one more inch where I rest in security. When I relax my life into the hands of the One who created it, the tension of upholding my life rests in the One who keeps it. Each moment I rest in Him, I am experiencing the reality of life with the One who is the I Am.

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  1. Amy StarrJanuary 10, 2023 at 11:57 AM

    I love this! I'm really amazed at your talent for writing for God's Kingdom!

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    1. Jubilee YoungJanuary 11, 2023 at 10:16 AM

      I am glad for the opportunity to share what God has been teaching me!

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  2. Amish HannahJanuary 10, 2023 at 7:34 PM

    After you shared in devotions last week, I wrote the little prayer "God, be my reality" on a few pieces of paper and have them tucked away in different places as reminders and encouragements to be open to what God has for me.

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    1. Jubilee YoungJanuary 11, 2023 at 10:15 AM

      God, be my reality. It is such a powerful statement. When I read what you wrote it nearly stopped me in my tracks. Praise God for allowing me to share what I have learned with others. I am so glad it was encouraging to you. I am going to put that phrase on my wall. :)

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