A few years ago, I started a gratitude jar on New Year’s Day. It was similar to a gratitude journal. I had written one thing I was grateful for each day and penned my experience on a small piece of paper. Then, I dropped it in the jar.
Well, each day whether it was morning or night, I would add something to the jar I was grateful for. I didn’t exactly collect 365 pieces of paper by the end of the year but I did manage to fill up the jar at least three quarters of the way.
On New Year’s Eve, I dumped the jar and all the folded pieces of paper scattered across my bed. I began to read all the things that I did or went through the whole year. I had a flood of emotions of how faithful the Lord has been to me. I acknowledged the richness that life has to offer despite the challenges and difficulties. I even forgot some of the events and activities that took place such as the funny moments as well as the unexpected surprises. it gave me a fresh perspective on how to approach life and how to appreciate every moment given to us.
When you shift your perspective, it can transform your attitude. I’ve learned to appreciate the little things as much as the bigger things in my life. When you change your perspective on how you look at your life, you change your world. As the saying goes, “Gratitude is all about your attitude.”
I’m sure we all have something to be grateful for as we finish off the last quarter of this year. Hold onto your faith and keep trusting the Lord for whatever you need in this season. He is faithful.
Sometimes the Lord will speak a specific scripture during a difficult trial or situation in your life. It’s a promise that’s embedded in your heart that you can retrieve at any time to bring peace, comfort, and encouragement.
The Bible is the living word of God and every part of it is filled with life’s instructions and detailed stories of how people handled challenges and triumphed in victories by holding onto their faith in God.
We can often take our eyes off of Jesus and look to friends, family, co-workers or even the world for answers to our problems. We trust in false promises made in relationships, marriages, corporate institutions, government and political systems. With so much noise in every area of our lives, it’s difficult to be still so we can listen to the voice of God.
By the Still Waters
It’s always beneficial to step back and silence your world. It’s during these quiet moments the Lord will provide a revelation of His promises. We may have heard the same verse over and over again but at a different season in your life, you can have a new experience and the same scripture emerges with a deeper revelation.
The Lord has unlimited ways on how to speak to us. We need to be open and learn how to discern God’s voice and act in obedience.
How can we be sure if it’s the voice of God speaking to us and not our own? We can pray for wisdom and discernment. We also learn by reading the Word of God regularly and setting aside personal prayer time with him.
Here are a few other ways to hear God speak:
Does the action or message align with the Bible?
Does your conscience, internal spiritual compass, feel at peace with the decision or act?
Is there a reoccurring thought, instruction, action or idea that repeatedly tugs at your heart?
Do you notice messages or symbols that are delivered to you in several different ways and methods as a vehicle of confirmations?
The Gospel is a solid rock for his children to stand on. Our belly is the deepest part of our soul where the Spirit dwells. Water is often a metaphor in the Bible which means life. A dry, parched soul thirsts for Jesus just like his body thirst for water. Our bodies are even made up of 98% water. We are not able to live without water. Water is of the Spirit. Water is life. The gift of salvation is the gift of eternal life that Jesus provided for all of us to receive. Drink from the fountain of salvation that sustains.
What is your life scripture? Please feel free to share your comments or questions below. Your life scripture will also help encourage someone else who may just need to hear the promises of God today.
For the word of God is quick, and powerful, and sharper than any two-edged sword, piercing even to the dividing asunder of soul and spirit, and of the joints and marrow, and is a discerner of the thoughts and intents of the heart.
Behold, the days come, saith the Lord God, that I will send a famine in the land, not a famine of bread, nor a thirst for water, but ofhearingthewordsof the Lord:
So then faith cometh by hearing, and hearing by the wordofGod.
On the 15th anniversary of my car accident, I thought I would re-post my miracle story. Please click link above to see photos of where I was sitting on the passenger’s side. I recently heard about another miracle story last week on the ABC News that closely reminded me of my story, so I will also post the story that was reported on the News.
On August 16, 1998, I was helping my friend move to Macon, Georgia to attend Macon State University in the Fall. She rented a moving truck and we started loading her furniture, personal items, etc onto the truck. We stopped at the gas station before we started the long, vigorous moving trip. I was getting a very strange feeling that day before we left the apartment. Our trip was delayed because of a short rainstorm, but the sun came out right about the time we left to pick up the truck.
As my friend pumped the gas into the vehicle, I stood between the gas pump and the truck. I just felt extremely anxious and nervous. I was shaking inside and immediately sat down inside the truck while my friend went to pay for the gas.
As we started on the highway, we smelled something burning. Since it was a hot day, we thought it was the air conditioning unit so my friend turned it off. We played music and talked about her new beginning at Macon State. She mentioned that the truck was not picking up speed and we were going no more than 50 mph.
As we continued to drive, the burning smell grew stronger. Suddenly, we saw a man on the right side of us, waving his arm outside of his car window, flagging us to pull over on the right side of the highway. We crossed over three lanes of traffic, but as we entered the emergency lane my friend was pumping on the brakes and the truck would not slow down. We was going about 50 mph when she decided to slam onto the emergency rail to slow the truck down. We continued to bounce back and forth onto the emergency rail while my friend yelled for me to jump out of the truck. I thought she was crazy. I told her I was not jumping out of the truck. I immediately looked into the rear view mirror and saw a trail of the blackest smoke that I ever saw in my life. It smothered the entire highway. My instinct told me that I had no choice but to jump. When I opened my door, there were flames shooting from under the truck. I did not expect to see fire. I did not look back to see what my friend was doing, I didn’t think about anything but getting out of the truck. As I jumped, I felt tremendous heat on my legs. It felt like I was moving in slow motion. I somehow landed on my feet and stumbled to catch myself. The truck continued to roll. I felt my friend’s arm hug me as we stood and trembled and cried together.
As the truck rolled, the front area where we sat burst into flames. Suddenly, it started to thunderstorm severely. I stood in the heavy rain screaming and crying. The man who flagged us down pulled his car to the side of the road to help us. There was a woman and child in the car. We sat in silence inside their car as we waited until the fire and emergency unit came on the scene. In the faint distance, I heard the screeching sirens of the ambulance and fire trucks.
As I reflect on this dramatic experience, my eyes still fill with tears. I never knew the man’s name that assisted us. I can’t even remember what he looked like. I never even got the opportunity to thank them. Amazingly, my friend and I did not have a scratch or burn on our bodies. We were not crippled or paralyzed. Nor did we perish on that day. I sometimes reflect on all the things that could of happened and I probably would not be here to even tell you the details of this incident.
The Lord lifted us out of that truck and gave us another chance at life. I also felt that the people inside the car were guardian angels. They never spoke to us except for asking us if we were ok. I never quite looked at life the same after that day. It’s a testimony that I will carry for the rest of my life. I didn’t understand why my life was spared on that Saturday afternoon, but after years of walking with Jesus, I come to realize that this incident was the beginning of my ministry. I’ve had several accounts of testimonies through severe trials, obstacles, tribulations. But through it all, I’m standing in victory. God is faithful.