I CAN Trust You

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I know that …
So, why don’t I?
I really have no answer …
Forgive me for leaving You out
I know You have
a special purpose
for my life—
And I am confident
that You will
bring it to completion …
Thank You
for sustaining me
when I falter.

Psalm 55:22,23; 56:3,4
©1985 Kat Kreations/Kathi Isbell

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Psalm 23 Prayer

Lord, You are our Shepherd; we shall lack nothing.Prayer Warrior Sheep
You make us lie down in green pastures,
lush and abundant for our needs.
You lead us beside quiet waters
from which we drink, unafraid,
finding a quenching for our thirsts.
You restore our souls–
even by merely Your presence in our lives.
You guide us in paths of righteousness,
directing our steps into that which brings You glory.
Even though we walk through the darkest valley,
in this world beset by the effects of sin,
we fear no evil, for You, our Daddy,
are with us each step of the way.
Your rod of holiness and Your staff of mercy bring comfort to us,
as You discipline us and embrace us with Your unfailing love.
You prepare a feasting table before us
in the presence of the enemies of our faith,
testifying to Your sovereign ability to meet all of our needs.
You anoint our minds with oil of gladness
–a joy inside, daily produced by the peace
of Your Spirit within us . . . abundantly overflowing!
Surely Your goodness and Your love will follow us
all the days of our lives,
and we will make our home in You,
as You dwell within us, forever. Amen.

–adapted from Psalm 23 by Kat Kreations/Kathi Isbell

When He Speaks

One day, when Jesus was visiting Simon, the Pharisee, having a meal at his house … a lady came in. She kept sobbing, kissing Jesus’ feet and washing them with her tears and perfume. Simon tried to tell Jesus what a sinful woman that was at His feet. But Jesus cut him off, and told him this story: “Two men were in debt to a banker. One owed five hundred silver pieces, the other fifty. Neither of them could pay up, and so the banker canceled both debts. Which of the two would be more grateful?” Simon answered correctly, “the one who was forgiven the most.”extravagant

After pointing out to Simon all that the woman had been doing since she arrived, He said, “She was forgiven many, many sins, and so she is very, very grateful. If the forgiveness is minimal, the gratitude is minimal.” Then, He spoke to her–the first words recorded–and said, “I forgive your sins. … Your faith has saved you. Go in peace.” (Luke 7:36-50 MSG)

When we take our wounded and wayward lives (hearts, minds, bodies, spirits) to Jesus, what healing! what pardon! what freedom there is to be found when He speaks forgiveness and peace to us! He wipes the stain away. He affirms our faith. He sends us out in peace, free from the chains we came into His presence wearing.

“I, even I,” said our Daddy, “am He who blots out your transgressions, for My own sake, and remember your sins no more” (Isaiah 43:25). “Forget the former things; do not dwell on the past. See, I am doing a new thing!” (Is 43:18-19a). “I have swept away your offenses like a cloud, your sins like the morning mist” (Is 44:22).

Though we know in our minds that all sin is sin, sometimes the shadow of our chains lurks around when the sin was one of “those” sins … the kind that come with an “open to the public” sign plastered all over them (even when you didn’t post it!). Still, sin is sin and His forgiveness is real forgiveness.

David Seamands once wrote, “When God forgives, He buries your sins in the sea of His forgiveness and forgetfulness. As Corrie ten Boom says, ‘He then puts a sign on the bank which says: NO FISHING ALLOWED.’ You have no right to dredge up anything that God has forgiven and forgotten. He has put it behind His back.” He chooses to forget.

The Oasis of Friendship

A friend is a God-designed oasis
that appears when He chooses
to minister to us in person.bench by water

Each of us has a life to live out for Him,
serving others through our gifts
in the opportunities He brings our way.

Sometimes our ministries coincide
with those of our friends
and we work side by side.

At other times we are called to minister
away from the sight of the oasis.

In those seasons, we remain connected
to our friends through prayer,
supporting each other from a distance,
until times of refreshing,
— visit, a phone call, a prayer time together–
bring the renewal of the oasis.

What sweet fellowship is shared
by hearts which have found the joy
of walking daily with the Lord!

What a blessing from above when our lives
allow us to enjoy moments near
the oasis of friendship!

(c)Kat Kreations/Kathi Isbell

Psalm of Reflection

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Your Word You have kept throughout the ages of time
and throughout the decades of my life.
From day to day You sustain me,
You fashion my heart into one
which will resemble Your own when completed.
You provide for my every need.
You awaken me in the morning,
walk with me throughout the day,
and tuck me into bed at night.
You listen to my cry;
You enjoy my praise.
You answer my requests;
You direct my ways.
I lay into Your hands all that I am;
All that I am becoming, I place at Your feet.
Though my humanity impedes my progress
toward the waterfall of Your holiness,
You make a way; You are the Way:
Your life for my life
to give me life with You eternally
–Thank You, Lord!

(c)1995 Kat Kreations; written by Kathi Isbell

Racheal

Each time I see your name,
I’m fascinated by the visual message
in the way your mother chose to spell your name.
Does it become visible to you as well?

In reading and observing gift items with names upon them,
I’ve known for awhile that your name means “lamb.”
As I looked at your name and broke it down,
two images came forth.

“Rac” could be close to “rack,”
which has been attributed many uses and definitions.
Its root associations relate meanings of “thorn” or “stubble.”
As a noun, it can mean “a cause of anguish or pain; acute suffering.”
As a verb, it conveys the meaning of
“to stretch or strain violently; to become forced out of shape.”
Much like the ancient torture tool,
“rack” is a word which simply conveys “pain.”

Then, comes the second part of your name, “heal.” What a splendor!
The definitions pour forth serenity:
“whole; to make sound or whole; to restore to health; mend; to patch up;
to restore to original purity or integrity.”
The “thorn,” the “cause of anguish…,” the forceful stretching—
ALL are taken away, as healing comes!

All that, packaged simply into your name!
No wonder your name itself has been given the meaning of “lamb.”!
Jesus…called the “Lamb of God” and “the Lamb who was slain”—
through His anguish and violently straining death,
brought about the healing available to us all!

You have a name which summarizes our Daddy’s entire plan
in coming to us as His Son, Jesus…
an innocent lamb, born to become a spotless sacrifice
for you and I…and the whole world!

May the pains of your own life find their healing
in this One who loves you so immensely.
May His comfort and restoration to you
spill over to those with whom you contact…
that they, by being acquainted with His lamb, Racheal,
might also come to know “the Lamb who was slain” for them!

©1995 Kat Kreations/Kathi Isbell

This was written for a friend I met during a summer week at a church camp.ShepherdLamb

Someday

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God led one of His sowers
to a fresh lot of soil.
He then handed the servant
a bundle of good seeds.
God would cause the seeds to grow,
if the sower would plant them.
So the sower watched for the time
–there’s a moment for everything, you know.

Here and there a seed went in
as the servant carefully planted.
Sometimes the seeds sank in very deep,
while others just lay on the top.
The sower sometimes had to stay inside
and watch as God watered the seeds.
almost every day the sower would visit the soil
to see how the seeds were doing.

The sower grew to care deeply for the soil
and tried to keep weeds and briars away.
Every now and then a sprout would poke through,
and the sower praised God for each one.
Oh, how long it seemed to the sower
that it took for those seeds to grow.
But God reminded that in His time
all things become beautiful.

So, the sower chose to trust God
and wait to see what He would do.
Someday, the sower knew, the soil would produce
and the fruit of its crop would be sweet.
Someday God would bring out beautiful blossoms
that would fill the air with their fragrance
Someday, someday …
only God knew.

©1990 Kat Kreations/Kathi Isbell