CROWN OF LIFE

I take advantage in this sacred moment. A call to retreat, alone, where nature shows off its splendor. 

A rare summer breeze delicately brushes my cheek while a song of life in the trees dances with a symphony of birds and air. I smile.

God is here. I see Him and I hear Him. And He is in me. His Spirit tabernacles in the deep place where my soul sings its own melody to her King. 

Listen. Can you hear? The sweet whisper—a tender symphony all His own—responds. His secret voice, intimate and sure, swells truth and love and goodness. His bidding for me never ceases.

"Be crowned today with life, My love. Yesterday is forever spent. It dissolved like damp earth into hardened clay; clinging to history is not how you grow. Cast aside the rubble of last week's failures. Roll away today's lies that crush joy. And tomorrow's fears that wrestle against God-peace, these are no place for good fruit to grow. Receive life, receive life from the Lord of today. Let I Am cultivate your soul. He pours fourth His mercies fresh everyday, a crown of life for my Beloved to adorn."

 "The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy. I came that they may have life and have it abundantly." —Jesus (John 10:10)