God's beauty

I have just come from attending a Women's Morning of Spirituality at Church of the Incarnation in Collierville Tennessee. If you ever get a chance to attend an uplifting morning of praise and glory of God and how the  Holy Spirit can guide you to THE FATHER, don't turn your back on it. It made me think about how I am treating God in my life.

I know that God should be a very important figure in your life. Life is so fast paced now and it seems that we no longer can control our lives. I have never been a control freak, but maybe I should start being one. I have strolled along life's streets and roads dodging many obstacles and detours. I have played it safe for many a year. Maybe now is the time I should listen to what the Holy Spirit is pointing me to. I am not one to pray a lot but I keep hearing how other people are going through tough times and I wonder if I could just wrap my arms around them and say "Jesus and I are with you every step of the way". Will it be enough to ease their pain? Will it make a difference? Do I really believe this, or am I just giving it lip service because it sounds good? I am asking, in Jesus name, for the Holy Spirit to help me in this matter.

This is a reprint of a letter that was in the pamphlet that was handed out this morning. Please keep a kleenex handy as you will need it when you finish reading the letter.It reads as follows:


Dear Daughter,

I just had to write to tell you how much I love you and care for you. Yesterday I saw you walking and laughing with your friends: I hoped that soon you'd want to walk along with me too. So I painted you a sunset to close your day and whispered a cool breeze to refresh you . I waited -you never called-I just kept on loving you.

As I watched you fall asleep last night, I wanted to so much touch you. I spilled moonlight onto your face-trickling down your cheeks as so many tears have. You didn't even think of me; I wanted so much to comfort you.

The next day I exploded a brilliant sunrise into a glorious morning for you. But you woke up late and rushed off to work-you didn't even notice. My sky became cloudy and my tears were in the rain.

I love you. Oh, if you'd only listen. I really love you. I try to say it in the quiet of the green meadow and in the blue sky. The wind whispers my love throughout the treetops and spills it into the vibrant colors of all the flowers.

I shout it to you in the thunder of the great waterfalls and compose love songs for birds to sing to you.I warm you with the clothing of my sunshine and perfume the air with nature's sweet scent. My love for you is deeper than any ocean; greater than any need in your heart. If you'd only realize how much I care.

My Dad sends his love. I want you to meet him. He cares too. Fathers are just that way. So, please call on me soon. No matter how long it takes, I'll wait-because I love you.

Your friend,
Jesus


P. S. I'm really glad you're here, that you willingly or reluctantly heard me say "we need to spend some time together." This time of quiet is our gift to each other-to be with each other. Please don't run away.


Ok, now that you are blubbering, please take the time to walk and talk with Jesus. AMEN.
This message is aimed at men also.