"From the mountains, to the prairies,
to the oceans white with foam . . ."
When my heart was breaking . . .
and I thought no one was there.
When life seemed overwhelming . . .
and much more than I could bear, . . . It was only my perception,
not the truth as I know it to be.
For not only was He there . . .
but He gathered you and me . . .
into His arms of comfort.
Surrounding us with a love,
a love so awe inspiring
it brings glimpses of above.
I must stop and take a moment to know
that He faces life with me.
And this battle will be won . . .
upon my knees.
There will be battles, He told me, . . .
arrows fired from the enemy's bow.
I must be ready to make a stand . . .
no giving in to the ungodly foes.
"I am with you, " He has promised.
"You are mine . . . and I am yours.
And when the time is come for you . . .
I will open heaven's doors."
Will I let the enemy's arrows
bring me to my knees?
Or will it be my love of Christ, . . .
that lays within my hand the keys?
The keys to peace and comfort . . .
are mine if only I decide . . .
to walk with the One and only God
who is the ruler of the skies.
Are all my questions answered?
No, . . . but my heart can rest assured . . .
that I belong to one who loves me
the only ONE who will endure.
Remember that prayer moves mountains!
This moment, it is not too late. No matter where you are. No matter what you may have done in your life, know this - no child of God sins to that degree as to make himself incapable of receiving God's forgiveness. All you have to do is make this personal decision. Come home . . . it's not too late. But one day, it will be too late. This minute, you can make the difference in your eternity.
He's waiting . . . come to Him now.
Ask Jesus, the only begotten Son of God, to become the Lord of your life. To forgive your sins. Turn your life over to Him - allowing Him to be your Father.
That's all it takes. I promise you, He will do the rest.
"There is therefore now no condemnation to those who are in Christ Jesus, . . ."
Romans 8:1
Margi Harrell.