Please come and sit awhile with Our King as I share with you. I pray your heart is encouraged in your walk with the Lord, for no matter what, He is with us and desires to meet with us - personally. "Behold, I stand at the door and knock. If anyone hears My voice and opens the door, I will come in to him and dine with him, and he with Me." Rev. 3:20
I believe this scripture which the Lord has given me for 2016 applies to many of us. Be encouraged.
God has not forgotten you.
Isaiah 43:18-19 (Amplified) "Do not remember the former things, or ponder the things of the past. 'Listen carefully, I am about to do a new thing, now it will spring forth; will you not be aware of it? I will even put a road in the wilderness, rivers in the desert.'"
Many of us have been to hell and back through the season in which God has taken us through by His grace. But I tell you the truth, He is giving us a brand new beginning. Some of it was to burn up the past. Did you know there is a pine/spruce/fir which will only reproduce if its pine cones are burned? It's a bit like popcorn. It feels horrible to be peeled like a potato and then split in half!
But God, in His lavish love for us will not separate Himself from us; no matter what, through Christ Jesus. And just as the pine cone, He has burned up our tree to make the new seed drop into the soil of our hearts where He shall create new life. Get ready! Get ready! WORD FOR 2016 Ever yours in His love and mine, Crista
I see myself with Jesus; We’re walking Hand in hand, Along the paths and trails of life; Across the green field land. He is the Shepherd of my heart Who leads me every day; To pastures green and waters still; Because, He Is The Way. He knows when to hold me close, Or let me run so free; For this one thing I know for sure: He’s never forsaken me. Oh yes, there’s times I feel alone; Times I feel afraid; Yet, this one thing I know for sure; He’s never forsaken me. The enemy, he has pounded - Against my mind and soul, But Jesus ever held me close; In Him, I am made whole. At times I falter, at times I fail, And the enemy seeks his gain; Yet he has never conquered, No matter how intense my pain. For Jesus Is My Refuge; My Anchor in the storm; He Is My Precious Savior; When I am weak and worn; Who walks beside me in the fire As He forms this piece of clay; Into His Image made with His Hands; He’s with me all the way. ~So, no matter the storms of life And trials which ensue; For it’s the narrow gate And straitened path Which make me look like You. ~To yield to You, and You, Alone, Is the least that I can do. ~Crista Simmons 4/4/07
Dearly Beloved....as the Lord gave me this poem, it occurred to me that the word "trial" and "trail" are so similar in spelling, yet so very different in meaning. Reverse the ai-ia combination and voila!...a different word. But it is on the trails of life that we experience the trials, also. The "straitened" path means compressed by pressure...."The Winepress of Heaven"....to squeeze the flesh out of us...so that He may fill us with His new wine. Wine is only produced through pressure. Through the pressures on the trails of our lives, may we be filled with His new wine....the image of Christ....for His Glory. We must decrease....He must increase....Be blessed today.
The purpose of this blog is to encourage our walk in Christ; together in Him; for as we develop our relationship with the Lord, we ARE more than conquerors through Christ Jesus! Praise God! My writings are mostly from an experiential standpoint; however sometimes this includes dreams and visions. (Comments are reviewed prior to posting.)