Clarity and obscurity mingle on the horizon. Oh, we need wisdom and understanding, Lord! Sometimes the words sound right, but the spirit feels wrong. Sometimes the spirit feels right but the words sound wrong. Sometimes your greatest gifts arrive in packages easily rejected, and sometimes we delight so much in the wrapping we fail to notice the gift box contains a mere peanut. Help us, Lord!
O Lord, listen to my cry;
give me the discerning mind you promised.
Listen to my prayer;
rescue me as you promised.
Let praise flow from my lips,
for you have taught me your decrees.
(Psalm 119:169-171)
Charis: Subject to Change 
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Wonderful !
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Isn’t he?
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It is so easy to miss God’s best for my life. My prayer is, “open my eyes Lord that I may see.”
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Great prayer!
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Praise Jesus!
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Who was and is and is to come!
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Amen! 🙂
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Wonderful. I was doing Lectio this morning with Ps. 91:14b “I will protect those who know my name,” and had thought that it was a wonderful thing when the skies are so obscured that I can rest in His NAME!! Thanks for the reminder to look for the peep holes in the clouds that provide clarity, that give light to my mind, and that I can give praise from my lips when I cry out and the discernment is not yet gifted.
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“I can give praise from my lips when I cry out and the discernment is not yet gifted.”
Yes. This.
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