Words...and He makes it all: Jan. 23rd

At the edge of the horizon there's a great clash of two powers..a collision of Dark & Light. After this colossal stalemate...Light emerges.

"Trust in him at all times, O people;

pour out your heart before him;

God is a refuge for us." -Psalm 62:8 ESV

A yearning within has two possible sources, belonging to the One who formed us...centered in Him, or belonging to a desire that is not Him.

..and, still, underneath it all...is the One. He is in all things. Holding all things together...even if we can't "see". #fullnessofGod

-overflow of Psalm 62:1-8 & Col. 1:15-23


May the Love of God seep into our hearts on this day!

Blessings,

-ao

He Knows my Name

If God, who is acquainted with all our ways, offers the richness of giving what we could never earn,perhaps a willingness to receive is due.


The picture that God knows me inside and out...a God of power & intimacy..who created me yet remains involved not only with His creation, but within my life everyday. He is acquainted with all of my ways (Psalm 139) yet His grace, the giving of what is not deserved..or the receiving of it, is offered me and I am to walk along in my life living in a manner worthy of Him?

Sure. Whatever. Completely true.

Yes, but how...

"..And the secret is simply this, Christ in you, yrs, Christ in you!" -Col. 1:27 JB Phillips

May we remain in looking up to a God who knows our name..sees every tear...is keenly aware of our thoughts, and He hears when we call.

Belonging to the Father....

Blessings,

-ao

Out of the overflow....

This week, I am sitting in the themed, "Made in His Image" of  'The Blue Book' After my time in Advent and into Epiphany season...it seems the Lord is leading me to guided and structured times with Him. Some of these postings, if not most, will come out of the overflow of my time in the Word. Here is today's...

  As the rising of the sun...there is light...reminding us of the Light & the Image Bearer hurled into existence; we are heirs of its majesty.

This was the overflow of Psalm 8 & Colossians 3:1-10 along with some readings for reflection (see Blue Book).

Blessings,

-ao

When u fail...turn around..again.

Luke 22:32

"But I have prayed for you, Simon, that your faith may not fail. And when you have turned back, strengthen your brothers."

..turn back..strengthen brothers. BOTH are for me. I have failed...have turned back. Daily. Maybe, too, those around me..may be strengthened.

-a lil bit from my time with Jesus today

Blessings,

-ao

Excerpts from "A Christmas Chronicle"

"If anyone does not believe...they place their hope in hoping for what is unknown and nonexistent. They are without hope and without love. They reject the gift. It's a free gift, you know. It's a free gift from God. It's a free gift from God through Jesus Christ...our Lord."

-A Christmas Chronicle; Andy Ogle (yea, I read some of it, today)

Lord, prepare our hearts..and lives...for the 'silent night', the birth of the Christ child.

Blessings,

-ao

Third Sunday of Advent

"Shall we enter into life?  If we do, we may sin. If we don't, we will either and die....." -The River Within; Jeff Imbach

Today's scripture:

Luke 1:5-25 NIV84

In the time of Herod king of Judea there was a priest named Zechariah, who belonged to the priestly division of Abijah; his wife Elizabeth was also a descendant of Aaron. Both of them were upright in the sight of God, observing all the Lord's commandments and regulations blamelessly. But they had no children, because Elizabeth was barren; and they were both well along in years.

Once when Zechariah's division was on duty and he was serving as priest before God, he was chosen by lot, according to the custom of the priesthood, to go into the temple of the Lord and burn incense. And when the time for the burning of incense came, all the assembled worshipers were praying outside.

Then an angel of the Lord appeared to him, standing at the right side of the altar of incense. When Zechariah saw him, he was startled and was gripped with fear. But the angel said to him: “Do not be afraid, Zechariah; your prayer has been heard. Your wife Elizabeth will bear you a son, and you are to give him the name John. He will be a joy and delight to you, and many will rejoice because of his birth, for he will be great in the sight of the Lord. He is never to take wine or other fermented drink, and he will be filled with the Holy Spirit even from birth. Many of the people of Israel will he bring back to the Lord their God. And he will go on before the Lord, in the spirit and power of Elijah, to turn the hearts of the fathers to their children and the disobedient to the wisdom of the righteous–to make ready a people prepared for the Lord.”

Zechariah asked the angel, “How can I be sure of this? I am an old man and my wife is well along in years.”

"The angel answered, “I am Gabriel. I stand in the presence of God, and I have been sent to speak to you and to tell you this good news. And now you will be silent and not able to speak until the day this happens, because you did not believe my words, which will come true at their proper time.”

Meanwhile, the people were waiting for Zechariah and wondering why he stayed so long in the temple. When he came out, he could not speak to them. They realized he had seen a vision in the temple, for he kept making signs to them but remained unable to speak.

When his time of service was completed, he returned home. After this his wife Elizabeth became pregnant and for five months remained in seclusion. “The Lord has done this for me,” she said. “In these days he has shown his favor and taken away my disgrace among the people.”

May we soak in the Lord's preparation for our hearts this day.

Christmas tidings upon us.....

Blessings,

-ao

A Simple Advent reminder

Matthew 5:13-16 NIV84

“You are the salt of the earth. But if the salt loses its saltiness, how can it be made salty again? It is no longer good for anything, except to be thrown out and trampled by men.

“You are the light of the world. A city on a hill cannot be hidden. Neither do people light a lamp and put it under a bowl. Instead they put it on its stand, and it gives light to everyone in the house. In the same way, let your light shine before men, that they may see your good deeds and praise your Father in heaven."

Thinking of today. Of being the "God-flavor of the Earth" (The Advent Party by Buddy Odom). Of preserving that which belongs to the Father. Of remembering that He became a baby...to reveal His love and give me His eternal invite. Thinking of being the "taste of godliness" (the Message bible) and flesh out to others the love of God made known...in Jesus.

Lord, you became a baby for me.

Help me shine. The light of God. Shine like a star that leads the way...to the Christ child...to Gift of God...to the gift of life forever with Him..to peace.

Glad tidings and may we resemble the light of God..as do our Christmas lights and "stars" on our trees.

Blessings,

-ao

On the way...by the way

Matthew 27 this a.m.

The Journey of Christ...on His way, toward becoming my sin. Toward rejection. Toward the will of the Father.Toward the embracing of difficulty most high....of the woundedness of a couple followers and a governor. Wounded on the inside, conflicted and confused. Which way is "right" and what move is next.

Judas Iscariot.

Simon Peter.

Pilate.

...others? Perhaps you and me. Maybe we have an understanding of what it looks like to doubt God..to question the clarity of a big decision...to walk in the footsteps of a betrayer, and to turn away from what we know is good and true. I can relate, for sure. It hurts and as I read this account of the journey of Jesus, His brute love and trust in the Father and His word....I can't help but wonder:  When have I been like Judas? When have I renounced Jesus as did Peter? When have I gone against my gut...my wife..and made a move/decision with such poor influences...like Pilate?

Jesus was on His way, by the way...on His way to becoming Death - so I would not have to look upon it! He was exchanging guilt, messes, death itself..and truthfully so much more (maybe in next few days there will be more on this..) in order that Life would be given.

Life. Life to the fullest. Full of the righteousness of God. I pray that the Lord speaks to my heart as I re-live this journey to the cross in the next few days in my times in scripture. For now, I am hung up on betrayal...on washing hands clean..guilt, and the joining in of the crowd!

The crowd always seems to join in, don't they? Where are you..in this?

Are you in the crowd? What's your role?

Jesus, teach me your ways...I hope I lean toward Peter's experience....with guilt came restoration...soon, it can't come soon enough.

Lord restore me. I am grateful. I need you, Jesus.

On my way, too, by the way.

My Journey in Christ.

Blessings,

-ao

My thoughts from this a.m. - a tweet

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-Matthew 26:45-75

Which are you...

Matthew 21:28-32 ESV

"What do you think? A man had two sons. And he went to the first and said, 'Son, go and work in the vineyard today.' And he answered, 'I will not,' but afterward he changed his mind and went. And he went to the other son and said the same. And he answered, 'I go, sir,' but did not go. Which of the two did the will of his father?" They said, "The first." Jesus said to them, "Truly, I say to you, the tax collectors and the prostitutes go into the kingdom of God before you. For John came to you in the way of righteousness, and you did not believe him, but the tax collectors and the prostitutes believed him. And even when you saw it, you did not afterward change your minds and believe him."

Where do I stand, here? Do I believe the scriptures? Do I believe that God has given me the opportunity to be in communion with Him? That He has shown me His way...and which route has been the road I have taken.

The Lord is up to something....which have you seen? Which son are you? The worker who delayed, only to keep his word and honor the father? Or the son who said he would uphold the father's request and didn't?

One put his faith into practice. The other pretended only to cover up his own desires..ultimately that were not life giving.

Is my life 'a choosing of the path of God, as wretched as I am....is my life living in a lie....this is worth yours and my consideration.

May we consider these words of Christ, today. I'm in.

Blessings,

-ao

A faith secured...

Matthew 21:18-22 ESV

"In the morning, as he was returning to the city, he became hungry. And seeing a fig tree by the wayside, he went to it and found nothing on it but only leaves. And he said to it, "May no fruit ever come from you again!" And the fig tree withered at once. When the disciples saw it, they marveled, saying, "How did the fig tree wither at once?" And Jesus answered them, "Truly, I say to you, if you have faith and do not doubt, you will not only do what has been done to the fig tree, but even if you say to this mountain, 'Be taken up and thrown into the sea,' it will happen. And whatever you ask in prayer, you will receive, if you have faith."

What does it mean to pray with expectation? Is it something you practice? What if, in prayer, I asked God, in faith....not doubting, that being in communion with Him and fully trusting in His nature...that God will do great things. He "will move" and my faith and prayer answered. What if I really believed that God would show up and do great things...answering prayer, of all things.

Is this a confessional mixed with a lottery ticket booth....not hardly. So, why should we treat our Lord as such?! What was the message in these verses for the disciples? What did Jesus have in mind for them? Was it to ask whatever they wanted? Was it to display the authority of God..that Jesus was one with God? Was it a message within a moment of authentic fleshly struggle per say...hunger. Jesus was hungry and this fig tree had bore no fruit...none. Jesus ended its future potential for any further fruit. He had previously come from the temple in anger at how man had robbed the purposes of God's temple for his own monetary gain,disgracing the name of Yahweh.

So, what is the message? Perhaps the same message is for you and me. Perhaps an offer of connection and intimacy with the Father.

Connection. Intimacy. Trust. Faith. True-hope in God. Prayer. Results from the Lord. A deeper trust.

Sounds like something I desire.

I'm in.

What about you? Take a second look and lets consider the infinite love of God, chasing our hearts, to further communicate love and trust. Divine security.

'Tis true. 'Tis true, indeed.

Blessings,

-ao

Toast and Bacon with full-ness

Today, I got up up and made breakfast for the boys. I do this about every a.m. to ensure Wyatt has a good start to his day, a hearty breakfast! I think alot about the mornings for me growing up. I think about the oatmeal and toast, sausage biscuits, pop tarts, and conversations with my mom. I think about what it felt like to wake up early and have to get up...and how, when I smelled the food, things seemed to get better. My mom had food ready....and I would expect it....and appreciate it.

I am hoping my sons are appreciating their early meals and getting their fill to send them out for the day. I get mine.

There's something else. Do they see God in the mornings? Do they see the miracles of Jesus? Are they reminded of God's faithfulness?

This is my greater hope for them. My greater hope for myself.

Matthew 15:29-39 ESV

"Jesus went on from there and walked beside the Sea of Galilee. And he went up on the mountain and sat down there. And great crowds came to him, bringing with them the lame, the blind, the crippled, the mute, and many others, and they put them at his feet, and he healed them, so that the crowd wondered, when they saw the mute speaking, the crippled healthy, the lame walking, and the blind seeing. And they glorified the God of Israel. Then Jesus called his disciples to him and said, "I have compassion on the crowd because they have been with me now three days and have nothing to eat. And I am unwilling to send them away hungry, lest they faint on the way." And the disciples said to him, "Where are we to get enough bread in such a desolate place to feed so great a crowd?" And Jesus said to them, "How many loaves do you have?" They said, "Seven, and a few small fish." And directing the crowd to sit down on the ground, he took the seven loaves and the fish, and having given thanks he broke them and gave them to the disciples, and the disciples gave them to the crowds. And they all ate and were satisfied. And they took up seven baskets full of the broken pieces left over. Those who ate were four thousand men, besides women and children. And after sending away the crowds, he got into the boat and went to the region of Magadan."

The disciples were soaking in the moment..not taking notes  not necessarily paying detailed attention to what had happened previously or with whom was their company....they seemed to skip the part where they were with the Son of God! They had only recently seen Jesus feed five thousand and now they were into the hum-drum of their routine...not really looking for God to show up like that again, instead they doubted..again. That seems just like my habits...easily forgetting what God has done and looking to the flesh to try and do (or not) what only God can truly do.

I wonder what their reaction was! I wonder what it felt like to eat to the full from God's provision. Can we make it on the provision of God alone? Can we put our hearts and trust in Jesus with a faith like this?

What if we were watching for Jesus? Watching for God? His faithfulness and provision? His fulfilling our needs?

Would your toast and bacon be different? Would you drink you're coffee the same way?

"Where are we to get enough bread....in such a desolate place..such a crowd!?"

Well, let us give thanks to God! Trusting in Him with an internal connection that simply is pure.

Jesus feeds me daily. I can look to Him for my daily food....or I can not believe and go hungry.

My fill is in the breath of God; His word is my source and in His presence I will walk and live and trust.

I see the Lord in early morning breakfast.


Blessings,

-ao

(a mobile blog update)

A word from today....

Psalm 115:12-18 NIV84

The Lord remembers us and will bless us:

He will bless the house of Israel,

he will bless the house of Aaron,

he will bless those who fear the Lord—

small and great alike.

May the Lord make you increase,

both you and your children.

May you be blessed by the Lord,

the Maker of heaven and earth.

The highest heavens belong to the Lord,

but the earth he has given to man.

It is not the dead who praise the Lord,

those who go down to silence;

it is we who extol the Lord,

both now and forevermore.

Praise the Lord."

Lord, speak to our hearts....

Blessings,

-ao

God's Love...

A good word from this a.m.  "When you get to Heaven, Little Friend, which is where I live,Abba will not ask you how many prayers you said or how many souls your saved. No, he'll ask 'Did your enjoy the fajita?' He wants you to live with passion, in the beauty of the moment, accepting and enjoying his gifts." -Willie Juan; "Patched Together", Brennan Manning

Grasping hands...my daughter

I took pictures of Josie's first bath yesterday. She turned one week old. Olivia has those photos on her blog coming soon, I'm sure.

It was sweet to watch Olivia and her interact and Josie not fussing or fidgeting or be bothered...just soaking, literally, the cleansing. Clean. Sweet. Little. Innocent. Brand new little girl who belongs to God.

Here is the scripture from the Lord that is Josie's life verse:

Psalm 116:5-7 NIV84

The Lord is gracious and righteous;

our God is full of compassion. The Lord protects the simplehearted; when I was in great need, he saved me. Be at rest once more, O my soul, for the Lord has been good to you.

I sat on the couch, watching this baby sleep. She was asleep on me...wiggling little lips, crinkled little cheeks, fingers laid on my shoulder and chest. Resting in what looked like by-design snuggling. Made to lean in close..made to be at peace..at home..clinging to me...with trust that is instinctual. Her little hands laid up toward my neckline...they were essentially communicating something bigger ...a picture of love. A picture of sweet beauty. Of a relationship that can be of such significance. Love. Cuteness. Hope in God. Little fingers that cling to daddy...who clings to Jesus...who clings to the Father in Heaven.

Will these little hands rest in her Heavenly Father's embrace all her days? This is our hope. Will this sweet and soft breathing creation of a child whisper crinkling hopes to the heart of God...and walk together with Him..and me..and our family..all her days?

To watch and listen and embrace these grasping little sweet hands..and to kiss her forehead..and to feel her babysoft skin and to hope for her future and long for her salvation...I am her father. I am her Daddy. She is mine. She belongs to Olivia and me. She belongs to the Lord. She is His gift to us..we embrace this divine dance that God offers as we learn to do what Josie is doing:

Resting against the  bosom of God. Embracing the warmth that Jesus offers. Grasping with hands...the life that is offered by clinging to God.

Keep clinging, little one. I will always love you. Always. Forever and ever and ever.

Josie Wade Ogle. A few thoughts about you this a.m.

Blessings,

-ao

Sunday a.m. - backyard takes on sabbath

Jesus.  Sunday mornings. This is the day the Lord has made....aren't they all? Yet God chose that I should set apart this Day. His Day.

So, here I sit. Back porch...cool breeze and birds chirping. Coffee on hand and fresh from encountering the Lord His Word. He meets me, you know? He will meet you, too. He will not leave me..I am not alone. Today, I am to acknowledge the Lord...to set aside and be present to the Spirit of the Living God, alive in me and available to all.

My son, Wyatt, sits with me...asking about the birds...about our quiet times..about going to church. He recognizes this is the day we set aside to be Sabbath...the day we goto a place and gather to celebrate who God is in our lives..to worship with friends and others, at church.

Here was today:

Matthew 12:9-21 ESV

He went on from there and entered their synagogue. And a man was there with a withered hand. And they asked him, "Is it lawful to heal on the Sabbath?"—so that they might accuse him. He said to them, "Which one of you who has a sheep, if it falls into a pit on the Sabbath, will not take hold of it and lift it out? Of how much more value is a man than a sheep! So it is lawful to do good on the Sabbath." Then he said to the man, "Stretch out your hand." And the man stretched it out, and it was restored, healthy like the other. But the Pharisees went out and conspired against him, how to destroy him. Jesus, aware of this, withdrew from there. And many followed him, and he healed them all and ordered them not to make him known. This was to fulfill what was spoken by the prophet Isaiah:

"Behold, my servant whom I have chosen,

my beloved with whom my soul is well pleased.

I will put my Spirit upon him,

and he will proclaim justice to the Gentiles.

He will not quarrel or cry aloud,

nor will anyone hear his voice in the streets;

a bruised reed he will not break,

and a smoldering wick he will not quench,

until he brings justice to victory;

and in his name the Gentiles will hope."

I sat here thinking about Jesus healing me. About my withered hand (s).  About my old life. About those I know. About the man who talked about his life, his tattoos and lifestyle...and spoke up about going to church..to encounter God. His friend told him the church would burn if he walked in the doors. He was too far from any God-opportunity, according to the friend. They paused, and dismissed this potential whole-life trajectory moment as dismal, and went on. 

Jesus says to us, too..we would go and rescue our sheep. We, too, would extend our hands of care and love. We, too, would ridicule others for laying out., for speeding on their way church, smoking in the car, cussing as they leave the house, skipping, not believing, not having desire to connect with God.

Fill in the blank.

Jesus offers something so different. Refreshing. Hopeful. Needed.

Healing. Wholeness. Respect. Care. Love. Connection to God.

Jesus healed the man with the withered hand..for all there to see....and then he was swamped..by the naysayers....and those looking to be made well...and then there are great affirmations of this Sunday a.m. The Lord withdraws and we see He had done these things...

Because He is the Son. Chosen. Beloved of God. Spirit-given God-man. Humble.  That He brings justice...to victory.   Victory...the Gentiles  you and me...we will place our hope in Him.

I place my hope in the Lord. I am thankful for what He offers me. Maybe you can see this same hope offered to you..no matter the day or circumstance or emotions..but He offers us more than we can fathom.

There is so much more!

Happy Sunday. From my back porch and a little mobile blogging on the Sabbath....

Blessings,

-ao

Josie...

 august 8, 2011 

Click this link for the sweet story about lil Josie from Olivia's blog...

Blessings,

-ao

A Father's Love

Today, I came across some words spoken by a man that I haven't caught before.

"wisdom is justified by her deeds." -Jesus of Nazareth, the Christ

He was speaking of John the Baptist being a great man...and of John's actions being ridiculed by others but that he was truly a man living in obedience to God. His life reflected the knowledge and trust in the Father.

Wisdom made known by its actions.

What is it about old men that young men long to sit on riverbanks and rocking chairs to gain and grasp what they have....what is it about a little boy listening to his grandfather and bring in awe of his wrinkles and his stories. My dad used to tell me that "this ain't my first rodeo" and "I'm no spring chicken". He had lived and seen things that I had not. His idea of the present reality was due to being an eye witness of those scenarios before. He'd seen it. He'd done it. He'd thought it.

Another thing he taught me: "there's no substitute for experience..."

Wisdom. Gives away to action. Preceded by only experience.

I am about to have a daughter. I have two sons. When I think of what I know about being a dad...the father of my children, there are only a few things that approach in my mind.

-Jesus...the love of God, our Heavenly Father.

-My Dad, his love for me...his care and coaching and stories and rebirth in the Lord.

-My experiences and desire to love and lead my children.

-My wife. Her love. Our marriage. God's provision.

I am a father. I am a father of three...

I love being a daddy. The love of my children is ridiculous. It wells from within. What I know..what I have been taught..what I teach, they are only justified..made known..trusted...by my own deeds as a father.

Proof: It's in the pudding! (my dad told me that too)

So..

Live my life unto the Lord.

Walk in His ways.

Love my children like it's my job. Because it is.

Play hard. Carry them much. Coach them daily. Be positive.

Offer truth. Communicate all I am and desire to be.

Admit my weaknesses. Apologize when needed.

Hug much.

Stare into their eyes.

Wink.

Shake hands.

Play daily.

Read together.

Pray together.

Explore. Take risks. Be adventurous. Lead by example.

There is so much more...


My love is only stretching and gaining depth. I am so thankful.

Happy Sunday.

Blessings,

-ao

From olivia's blog

 when i think of this summer…. 

Healing...a rampage of things unseen (a mobile update)

Healing: become sound, healthy, cured....made right (again).

I remember sitting in the hospital room next to my mom when her heart began racing due to complications from Diabetes. She told me, in a panic, "I'm not breathing good!" Then as we yelled for help and teams of people rushed in her room...I was swept away in the action. Left to sound the alarms with family and pray to God for healing. I did just that - prayed. My mom died within the next hour.

When Jesus walked the Earth, there were constantly people following him. There was controversy, drama, teaching, and healing....there was more really. A lot more. I have camped out in the book of Mathew lately in my time alone with the Lord. It has been rich for me to take a renewed look at the life of Christ.

here is today:

Matthew 9:18-34 ESV

While he was saying these things to them, behold, a ruler came in and knelt before him, saying, "My daughter has just died, but come and lay your hand on her, and she will live." And Jesus rose and followed him, with his disciples. And behold, a woman who had suffered from a discharge of blood for twelve years came up behind him and touched the fringe of his garment, for she said to herself, "If I only touch his garment, I will be made well." Jesus turned, and seeing her he said, "Take heart, daughter; your faith has made you well." And instantly the woman was made well. And when Jesus came to the ruler's house and saw the flute players and the crowd making a commotion, he said, "Go away, for the girl is not dead but sleeping." And they laughed at him. But when the crowd had been put outside, he went in and took her by the hand, and the girl arose. And the report of this went through all that district. And as Jesus passed on from there, two blind men followed him, crying aloud, "Have mercy on us, Son of David." When he entered the house, the blind men came to him, and Jesus said to them, "Do you believe that I am able to do this?" They said to him, "Yes, Lord." Then he touched their eyes, saying, "According to your faith be it done to you." And their eyes were opened. And Jesus sternly warned them, "See that no one knows about it." But they went away and spread his fame through all that district. As they were going away, behold, a demon-oppressed man who was mute was brought to him. And when the demon had been cast out, the mute man spoke. And the crowds marveled, saying, "Never was anything like this seen in Israel." But the Pharisees said, "He casts out demons by the prince of demons."

Matthew 9:35-36 ESV

And Jesus went throughout all the cities and villages, teaching in their synagogues and proclaiming the gospel of the kingdom and healing every disease and every affliction. When he saw the crowds, he had compassion for them, because they were harassed and helpless, like sheep without a shepherd.

Watching Jesus interact with man has been something else. It feels like He didn't turn anyone down. It feels like He restored all those who were asking...their hearts were aimed at Him and they believed in whom they were asking. They trusted in the provisions of God via the Son of God. I would do well to live in this same manner. Jesus touched. Jesus looked. Stared into pupils. Grasped ahold of hands and faces...He embraced people and spoke of the kingdom of Heaven. Jesus called people to live in a new way and be different; perfect like the Father in Heaven...by devoting to the Son one's life and living in the statutes of God.

Still, more controversy and more wounded individuals would flock around this God-man. Jesus continued His compassion. It blows me away...it was as if He was on a rampage! He healed illnesses and disease and cast out evil like it was His job!! You think? He lived and breathed out of the overflow of His intimacy and relationship and will of God the Father in Heaven. They are one...the Trinity, Father. Son. Holy Spirit. Together they created this uproar of attention that would forever change the scope of a relationship and interaction with God.

When I was praying for my mom to be healed, I had this vision in my mind: Jesus was in the room with my mom, she was standing next to Him...looking back on her body...they were smiling. Healed. Not my way..His. Within minutes of this vision..the team of doctors came out to pronounce my mom dead. Yet, she was now more alive than ever before!

Life to the fullest...that is the promise of Jesus.

He delivers ...to the full.

May we take another look and hand over our hearts to the author of Life.Amen.

Blessings,

-ao