Sunday, July 31, 2011

Holy ground…

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I break the routine of how I usually spend the bulk of my hours on a Thursday afternoon

and instead I bring my book bag filled with Bible and journal

and there sitting on the old abandoned boat launch by the river

is my Bethel, the House of God,

where for these hours

while sun warms my body

the Word warms my heart

and He is here

and it is holy ground

though boats, and barges, and passers by are unaware

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I continue to count my thanks

piling up gratitude

day by day

in my little green journal

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-on my walk God gives me opportunity to pray with the neighbor down the street whose father just passed away

-going to opening night at our youth camp

-youngest granddaughter at the playground

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-youngest daughter o.k. after a scary allergic reaction to fire ant bites that resulted in a visit to e.r.

-that she was with a good friend at the time who was able to help her

-that when we got the call, within minutes we made phone calls resulting in many people praying for her

-lunch with a friend

-making jam

-my “Jesus Date” by the river

-how Jesus heals our brokenness

-Sunday lunch with oldest daughter, son in law, youngest granddaughter

 

Gratefully yours,

Elizabeth

6 comments:

  1. What a wonderful place to experience that Holy Ground!
    ~Adrienne~

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  2. A beautiful place to draw near to Him.

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  3. Visiting from Ann's! Lovely photos. Glad that your youngest daughter is ok after her ordeal ;-)

    Have a great week!

    Amy

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  4. What a lovely place sit, read, and count your blessings!

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