Big big sky

I am so small compared to golden fields and vast blue skies...
The drives out into the country remind me of God's power, goodness and sovereignty.
I am thankful.

Prayer Journal

Writing down my fears, pain and ultimately PRAYERS in a journal, can most reliably (for me), serve as a bridge towards peace and comfort.
Carving out the words on paper, truly helps me cope. 
I pray out to God in dark times, oh yes. Yet in the midst of the intensity,  I also need to DO something with myself. I don't want to emotionally eat, I don't want to grab a bottle of wine, I don't want to pack up my bags and leave (although all are tempting at times...). Rather, after a tidal wave of anger or bitterness, when everything feels "toxic",  I instead run to the respite of a quiet place of solace, armed with a pen and paper. Mostly just to get everything OUT.
I find that I actually crave an outlet for the confusion, the fear and the despair. That's where my prayer journal comes in beautifully.

My journal entries aren't perpetual. I write very sporadically and emotionally with expressive capital letters, underlines, smudges, and exclamation marks!! (somehow thinking that will get the point across..).

Yet each time I write (regularly and not-so-regularly), I also take time to read my previous entries....to see the prayers that have been written, and to acknowledge the ones that have been answered!  What a blessing to be reminded that God HAS been present, even when I felt abandoned and completely isolated.  NO place is too dark, for Him.

the open road

I love driving down a long stretch of highway, with an endless, limitless horizon laid out before me.

I marvel at how tiny the earth seems below the open sky.

 

I am reminded of how small I am, and how little I know.... compared to God.

These are the same skies that were created by God..."In the Beginning" (Gen. 1:1). They are his handiwork, His creation.

I love how I encounter God's greatness, His power and His majesty....
when I just look up and take it all in.