Each morning as I check my mail box I'm greeted with a morning devotion from Mike MacIntosh of Horizon Christian Fellowship. I know I've posted some of them in the past and every time I do I feel as if someone needs to hear the words he's written. So here we go again with a little snippet of wisdom from my favorite pastor and God's healing Word.

Eye has not seen, nor ear heard, nor have entered into the heart of man the things which God has prepared for those who love Him.
1 Corinthians 2:9

How sad to see this world running in circles, looking in all the wrong places for joy and happiness and love. Love and joy are two tremendous powers that come from God. Both of these powers are a profound presence, reaching into the deepest, darkest area of your soul to turn on the healing lamp of God. Joy flows from the well of love. You see, a vast amount of our hurts come from the lack of love and joy. But just mix these two elements into our recipe of living, and there isn't much in the area of hurt, pain, and suffering that can linger too long. The fact is, the joy of God heals. I know this may sound too simplistic, too easy. Most of us, in our more cynical moments, have questioned the sincerity of those who tell others to "have a nice day." One lady was overheard saying to someone who told her to have a nice day, "I have other plans." May I ask you, What are your plans? Are you ready to take your hurts to God and allow Him to heal you? If you are simply ready and willing, He wants to heal your hurts by imparting love and joy. He has been in love with you for years. He's seen your smiles and He's seen your tears. Let God heal you of your hurts. He's ready to do it, you know! His love has the wonderful power to heal you today.

He Is Risen!
Happy Resurrection Day!

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.
Revelation 3:20

You struggle, My child, when you could as easily rest in My arms. You concern yourself with the actions of others and neglect the important things: to abide in Me. He who abides in me has no need to be anxious. When you are moving out of My divine will, you have unrest. Abiding brings confiding. For to know Me is to trust Me, and trust brings peace.

Taken from: on the Highroad of Surrender by: Frances J. Roberts

Behold, you are in the hollow of My hand. In the moment that you lift your voice and cry unto Me, and when you raise your voice to praise and magnify My Name, THEN shall My glory gather you up. Yes, I will wrap you in the garments of joy, and My presence will be your great reward.

Lift your eyes to Mine. You will know of a surety that I love you. Lift your voice to Me in praise: so shall a fountain be opened within you and you will drink of its refreshing waters.

"Come away, My Beloved"

by: Frances J. Roberts

Your Life is a Weaving!

My child, your life is a weaving.
Beauty will not come to you by joy alone.
Life may be tortuous at times, and the pathway rough.
From fabrics of lovely silk
and from cords of rougher materials,
I fashion what pleases Me.
You may never know why certain experiences come.
It is enough that My hand brings them all.
My grace is limited in no way by sorrow and difficulty.
Indeed it shines like a strand of gold
mixed in with the black of grief.
My hand moves with infinite love,
and I am creating a pattern of intricate beauty.
Be never dismayed.
The end shall bring rejoicing for both you and Me.
For you are My workmanship,
created in Christ,
even in His mind before the worlds existed.

Frances J. Roberts
Come Away My Beloved

Lady Tennyson
By: John Waterhouse

Oh my child, rest in Me.
Yes, quietly settle down in my care,
as a bird settles in a nest.
For I am watching over you,
and in love will I care for you.

There is no danger with which I am unable to cope.
There is no enemy too formidable for Me to handle.
I am able to carry out all My purposes,
and to keep you at the same time.

Be not afraid;
neither allow terror to strike at your heart.
My power is at your disposal.
My presence stands round about you,
and nothing can harm you
so long as you are in My care,
and that is forever...

Taken from the devotional:
Come Away My Beloved
Frances J. Roberts

Patience Waits

Patience is like the petals of a rose unfolding.
It is silent.
It does not complain about its own slowness
nor chide another for his.
It is able to wait,
for it knows that time is as important as speed.
It knows that there is often much speed in the Spirit
while there is slowness in the flesh.
It knows there is a divine clock that has wings
where mans clock has hands.
It is aware of God's perfect timing
even though it cannot tell the hour.
It penetrated the wall of silence
and has faith that God is indeed working
even though it does not hear the chiming of the passing hours.
Yes, Patience is another child of love;
for it is Love that waits,
knowing all is well and all WILL be well,
because God loves and cares.
Patience can wait
because Patience knows that God is Love,
and love is timeless,
and love is loving while patience is waiting.

Taken from the book:
"Make Haste My Beloved" by Frances J. Roberts

A Tangible Love

Lift your eyes and look upon Me. For though you have forgotten Me, I have not forgotten you. While you have busied yourself with your daily occupations, I have still been occupied with you.
When your mind has been captured by the affairs of life, My thoughts have been of you.

My little children, you cannot weary My love. You may grieve My heart, but My love is changeless, infinite. I long for you to return to Me. My hands are full of blessings that I desire to give to you. I long to hear your voice. You speak much with others--oh, speak to Me! I have so much to tell you.

I am not a remote power: I am an intimate person, even as you are. Have you forgotten that I made you in My own image and likeness? It is not that I am as you, but you are like Me. Do not let material and physical elements destroy your comprehension of Me as a person.

"Touch Me and handle Me," I said to Thomas (John 20:27). To you I say: Cast yourself upon Me; pour your love out to Me. You will discover that I am as tangible to you as I was to Thomas. Reach forth your hand, and lay it upon My broken heart. Yes, take hold of My nail-pierced hand. Now, can you still doubt my love?

Taken from the book: "Come Away My Beloved" from Frances J. Roberts