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The Door is Ajar
by Ann Stewart
The door is slightly ajar. A shaft of early morning
sunshine streams through, casting a golden halo over Benito as he steps
in from his early morning back yard romp. Our miniature poodle is happy
to see me and nestles up against me on the couch. It's our daily time
together with Jesus.
The little guy is very much aware of the name of Jesus. A couple of
years earlier he had a very severe seizure. Out of the blue, shaking
uncontrollably, his tiny legs were moving rigidly in all directions. I
picked him up in my arms, and started praying over him to be healed in
the mighty name of Jesus. After a few minutes, he looked up at me and
was perfectly still. No more spasms; his eyes no longer filled with
terror. Since that occasion, every single time the name of Jesus is
spoken in his immediate presence, he looks up as if in recognition of
that Name.
I thank Him that His mercies are new every morning and that my youth s
renewed as the eagle's (ps.103). Speaking my requests out loud, I commit
my day to His care and acknowledge that in His strength I can do all
things that are required of me on this day (Phil.4:13). As a child of
God I know that when I ask, I shall receive.
Every day is new; it's a gift. I want it to be like a fresh bouquet -
free of anxieties and cares. He reminds me to forget the concerns of the
past - even those of the previous day - and to look forward with
anticipation to what is at hand (Phil.3:10). After all, did He not
promise that He would look after us better than the birds of the air and
the lilies of the field?
Benito jumps down. I languish a bit longer with my Lord, reading His
word and chatting with Him. It's a new day. A great day! I'm empowered
to face it with Him. After all, the door is ajar. He came in and shared
his wonderful Word of life with me (Rev.3:20).
About the Author:
Ann is author of With Wings As Eagles.
http://www.lifealteringwords.com/with-wings-as-eagles
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