I don’t have much to update on my student. She ended up getting in a fight and was actually out of class for almost a week. We are working with her every chance we get. Please continue praying for her.
Put staff changes … curriculum changes … hormonal middle schoolers … and allergy season all together and you have a bit of mess. Everyone is stressed and needing a place of refuge.
In Isaiah there is a verse that is probably my favorite. It paints a picture that makes me feel safe. It makes me so ready to go Home.
Isaiah 66 …
11 For you will nurse and be satisfied
at her comforting breasts;
you will drink deeply
and delight in her overflowing abundance.”
12 For this is what the LORD says:
“I will extend peace to her like a river,
and the wealth of nations like a flooding stream;
you will nurse and be carried on her arm
and dandled on her knees.
13 As a mother comforts her child,
so will I comfort you;
and you will be comforted over Jerusalem.”
The thought of being comforted by God like this just makes me feel like melting into His arms. As adults we are too big to rest in someone’s lap, and yet our hearts still seek that safety.
I received this picture today in an email and it made me a little jealous.
“Here is a heartwarming photo from the news in Sana Catarina, Brazil. A Nativity Scene was erected in a church yard. During the night the folks came across this scene. An abandoned dog was looking for a comfortable, protected place to sleep. He chose baby Jesus as his comfort. No one had the heart to send him away so he was there all night.
We should all have the good sense of this dog and curl up in Jesus’ lap.”
September 16th, 2010 at 2:35 pm
On the days when life just wears me out, I ache for the comfort and safety of Jesus’ lap. There is no other place I would feel completely safe. Can you imagine being able to completely let go of the worry? In Jesus’ arms you would be shielded from EVERYTHING. No one could harm you, no one could expect something from you that you just don’t have to give. It could be the ultimate “not now, I’m busy” moment!
What I forget is this: today, I am shielded by Jesus. He holds me in His hand…and His hand is in the Father’s hand. How much safer could I be? The things I fear are not anything to Him. I am safe. I am loved. I am His.
But OH for the day when I can just crawl into His lap and rest. Come Lord Jesus!
Amen … In His Grip … no safer place.
I remember watching a show where a child had been kidnapped and recovered. He was returned to his own home and immediately fell into a deep sleep. The comment was made that he must finally feel safe. I want that feeling. I can have it everyday if I’ll just acknowledge His presence in my life.
Thanks for the reminder.