It seems this past year, too many times we have been standing in line, watching the pictures on the screen, as we waited our turn to share a tear, a hug, a word of love and encouragement. In each of these precious photos I have caught a glimpse of a man or woman of God living life. The candid shots are always my favorite. Each one catches the silly side of each person. The serious side. The smiles with their loved ones. The depth and passion they shared with others and for living life. One of my favorites was of a couple taken just before his funeral, outside by a fence, their lips locked in an embrace. Each time, in each line, I have looked over at my man standing there beside me and prayed we would have the same love, devotion, passion in the years to come.
Even now as I remember, the pictures continue to touch my heart.
Although there isn't a "perfect family", I am so thankful when I see the fruits of persons of God. I rejoice for them in getting to know what a Godly husband, wife, parent is. What a blessing so many He has put into my life who come to mind have been in this world of sin. My heart is reminded upon seeing so many others coming to pay their respects at the visitations or funerals whom the busyness of life keeps us apart from. I am reminded in how His Love is shared through His family. Of the hope that prevailed through the sadness, knowing these precious souls are with our ABBA.
His Word spoke to me today, reinforcing me.
We are to be His Vessel.
We are, through ABBA, to harvest many souls.
Each person we encounter.
Each person who is listening or watching from afar.
We are to live each breath for Him.
For we are much like each of the pictures on the different screens.
Someone is capturing us living life through the lens of their eyes, as they watch how we walk in our journey.
I pray we are all leaving footprints of "whose" we are - His.
"Living "the way God wanted. Keeping straight on the path blazed by their ancestor David, not one step to either left or right."
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