Am I just coasting?

In my walk with the Lord, am I earnestly pursuing Him and dying to self each day? Or am I mostly coasting?

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Trust, Part 2874b

“There is a Hand stretched out to you; a Hand with a wound in the palm of it. Reach out the hand of your faith to clasp it, and cling to it, for ‘without faith it is impossible to please God.'” -Henry Van Dyke

Trust is a lesson God’s been rather intensely teaching me lately. Almost every sermon has tied back somehow into trusting Him – so have my devotions for the past few weeks. No joke.

But I’m human, stubborn, and a slow learner and I’ve shed more tears over these lessons than I want to think about.

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A Consuming Fire

For the Lord your God is a consuming fire, a jealous God.
Deuteronomy 4:24

adjective: jealous

  • feeling or showing envy of someone or their achievements and advantages.
  • resentful, grudging, begrudging, green (with envy)
  • feeling or showing suspicion of someone’s unfaithfulness in a relationship.
  • possessive, overprotective
  • fiercely protective or vigilant of one’s rights or possessions.

adjective: qanna’

  • jealous (only of God)

“used of God as not bearing any rival; the severe avenger of departure from Himself”
-Gesenius’ Hebrew-Chaldee Lexicon

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O, tarry thou His leisure,
Praise when He seems to pause,
Nor think that the Eternal One
Will set His clock by yours;
But wait His time, and trust His date,
It cannot be too soon or late!
-Springs in the Valley

Friend Sorrow

by Adelaide Anne Procter

Do not cheat thy Heart and tell her
“Grief will pass away,
Hope for fairer times in future,
And forget to-day.”—
Tell her if you will, that sorrow
Need not come in vain;
Tell her that the lesson taught her
Far outweighs the pain.

Cheat her not with the old comfort,
“Soon she will forget,”—
Bitter truth, alas! but matter
Rather for regret;
Bid her not “Seek other pleasures,
Turn to other things;”—
Rather nurse her cagéd sorrow
Till the captive sings.

Rather bid her go forth bravely,
And the stranger greet;
Not as foe, with spear and buckler,
But as dear friends meet;
Bid her with a strong clasp hold her,
By her dusky wings,
Listening for the murmured blessing
Sorrow always brings.

Dost Thou Not Care?

“I love and love not: Lord, it breaks my heart
To love and not to love.
Thou veiled within Thy glory, gone apart
Into Thy shrine, which is above,
Dost Thou not love me, Lord, or care
For this mine ill?—
I love thee here or there,
I will accept thy broken heart, lie still.

Lord, it was well with me in time gone by
That cometh not again,
When I was fresh and cheerful, who but I?
I fresh, I cheerful: worn with pain
Now, out of sight and out of heart;
O Lord, how long?—
I watch thee as thou art,
I will accept thy fainting heart, be strong.

‘Lie still,’ ‘be strong,’ to-day; but, Lord, to-morrow,
What of to-morrow, Lord?
Shall there be rest from toil, be truce from sorrow,
Be living green upon the sward
Now but a barren grave to me,
Be joy for sorrow?—
Did I not die for thee?
Did I not live for thee? Leave Me to-morrow.”

-Christina Georgina Rossetti

“Nor do we know what to do, but our eyes are upon You.”
2 Chronicles 20:12b

“Wait, and every wrong will righten;
Wait, and every cloud will brighten,
If you will only wait.”
-Dr. A. B. Simpson

“Take root downward, and bear fruit upward.”
Isaiah 37:31