July 11, 2007

  • DEW POINT

    Welcome!  Blessings!

     

    Lately, I’ve come across so many Christians who have spent themselves and their time refreshing others.  And yet they are in dire need of refreshment themselves.  I wouldn’t doubt that they are probably somewhere saying the very same thing of me.  We need moisture; we cannot live without it.  We must be refreshed.  God knows exactly what type of moisture that we need.  He has a season for rain, hail, snow and dew; and an ordained time for each one’s purpose to come to fruition.  He knows how and when to refresh you and me.

     

    When you pour so much out of your life to water others, you have this promise in Proverbs 11:25 that you, yourself shall be watered.  Before you get to the point where you do too much, God is there to be as dew to you.  One of the definitions of dew is something resembling dew in purity, freshness or power to refresh.  God’s touch is all of that!  Let Him touch you; be refreshed this day, in Jesus’ name.

     

    …I will be as the dew unto Israel…  Hosea 14:5

     

    Lord, You saw this day was coming,

    And all I’d be going through;

    And ordained the night before

    To bring a pure, refreshing dew.

     

    You knew I’d have need of moisture,

    But the sight of falling rain—

    Would cause dread because my heart

    Associated it with pain.

     

    You knew though my heart was bleeding,

    And my tears were falling free;

    They weren’t means to cure the dryness,

    But were dehydrating me.

     

    You knew that I had no strength

    To journey or let down my pail—

    To joyfully draw water to sustain me

    From Salvation’s well.

     

    Lord, You saw it, and saw to it

    That I’d not be slain with drought;

    For You let Your dew fall down

    To take me through and bring me out.

     

    …The times of refreshing shall come from the presence of the Lord.  Acts 3:19

     

    Be refreshingly encouraged!

     

    Pam

Comments (2)

  • Thanks for the encouraging words about Darcy. She’s hanging in there and we’re enjoying every moment we have left with her. This was a wonderful poem– I love it!

  • Good thoughts. We can also use a little extra fuel in our tanks.

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