Potter’s Inn at Aspen Ridge: The Cleft of the Rock, Confession, Adoration

I can’t breathe well because of the climb at 9,000 feet.  Tension has also caused  shallow breathing.  If you start your day, everyday with God, you will feel Him.  Promise.  Show me your safe harbor?  But where were you when my childhood story was being written?  When my sins bled into my life, where were you then?   God does the action.  God gets the glory.

Exodus 33: 14-15 “And He said, “My presence shall go with you, and I will give you rest.  Then Moses said to Him, “If Thy presence does not go with us, do not lead us up from here.” NAS

Can you feel God hold you gently?  What do you need in order to be held by God?

 

My heart aches with the sin and self-destruction.  Sin slowly says, “ just one time won’t hurt, you deserve it.”  What do I want?  Attention, drama, crisis?  All I can think of are the “bad” decisions I have made.  Fractured, I run away from places, jobs and people.  When it gets tough or when I am bored or hurt, I run.  And the squirrels in the trees laugh and chatter at me.  Can I go back?  Do I want final healing of places and people?  How much can I forgive?  I need to work again.

Ephesians 4:28b “Let him labor, performing with his own hands what is good, in order that he may have something to share with him who has need.” NAS

What grieves God now in my relationship with Him?  With others?  What do I need to confess?

 

Confession

Gun shots ring out.  Deer hunting season.   A deer looks at me, goes by me and clears the deer fence with no effort. Thank you for your mountain majesty and for all the colors of green.  For stillness of nature and the legs and heart that take me here.  I worship You.  You are the great Healer.  You are God and I am not.  Immutable.  Never changing.  Holy.  Loving.  All powerful.  Disciplining. Father.  You welcome home the wayward disciple.  “Only two things pierce the soul, one is pain, one is beauty” Simone Weil. 

Psalms 8: 3-4  His love endures forever.  How majestic is Thy Name.  When I consider Thy heavens, the work of  Thy fingers, the moon and the stars, which Thou has ordained;  What is man that Thou dost take thought of Him?

What song comes to your mind?  How do you express worship and thankfulness to God?  Is there a prayer?

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