Be still. Know. I am God. Simple words, not so easy to do. What does this really mean? This morning after worship and prayer, I sat down to work on a puzzle. As I sifted through the pieces, I realized this is like therapy to me. It seems like the Lord was using this to speak to my heart. I have had to examine some areas in my life lately. Looking through the pieces, I realized I had to determine what part of the puzzle I was going to focus on. It could get overwhelming if I tried to do it all at once. One area at a time. I was looking for shape and color. He is looking to shape and develop character. One area at a time. Be still. Know. I am God. Sift, look, remove, fit and place. Has God been trying to get your attention about something He would like to sift through, look at, and remove? Once that is complete He can then fit us for the destiny and place He needs us to be.
Through this process the puzzle begins to take shape. I, however, am not the only one working on this particular puzzle. It is a team effort. Though each of us has chosen a different section to work on, we can help each other build on what we have in front of us. Some would call this body ministry in the church. The effort may not be the same. The thought process may not be the same. The end result, the completed puzzle, will look like the box cover. Be still. Know. I am God.
Life’s challenges are like this puzzle. There are complicated colors and shapes. There are the end pieces and pieces that make us wonder if it even belongs in the puzzle. And yet, somehow, it fits into the places we least expected. Be still. Know. I am God.
There are people who come along side of us to help us with the areas we may not be as accomplished in. We may need help in finding the right shape or color. We may need them to help us see things from a different perspective. They could be who God uses to point out a piece that is in the wrong place. Be still. Know. I am God.
We are asked to be still and know that He is God. It doesn’t matter if we are in the key place that fits or on the side waiting to be fitted in, He asks us to be still and know that He is God.
I have noticed over the last few weeks, months and even years that there has been a disheartening attitude over our country. Where it came from or where it wants to lead us I am not sure. Emotions have run high due to a fear that has been and is still being projected on to us as a nation.
Today is Giving Tuesday. We exist to help leaders thrive and overcome. Overcome what you might ask? What do you struggle with? Leaders struggle with the very same issues you may be facing today. We are all human. We all have to deal with something. We are here to help! Continue reading “GIVING TUESDAY”
I have to ask the question: are you tired of waiting? Waiting for what you may ask: a fulfillment of a dream, vision or calling. It is not easy in our society today to wait for something. We have to have it all now. I mean right now. It all has to come together just like we thought. After all, that is what we fill ourselves with – instant gratification. Continue reading “Are you Tired of Waiting? By Cathe Myers”
The following article was written by Jonathan Cahn the author of the New York Times bestseller “The Harbinger”. This article is part of a devotional he wrote called the Book of Mysteries: 14 Day Devotional. You can find this devotional on The “YouVersion” Bible App.
I thought this was so profound that it needed to be passed around.
The I Am of All I Ams
It was by the second day that I realized that there would be no set time for the teacher’s coming. He came in the afternoon.
“Do you know the Name of God?” asked the teacher.
“I don’t know that I do.”
“It’s made up of four Hebrew letters, the yud, the heh, the vav, and the heh: YHVH. It’s the most sacred of names, so sacred some refuse to say it. And yet you say it all the time.” Continue reading “I AM of all I AMS”
How does one heal from being wounded? In today’s society, there seems to be a need to put a Band-Aid on a festering wound. We want to sweep it under the carpet, not acknowledge that we even “feel” the pain. But it is there all the same.