candle-burned

Good morning…

“Oh Sue,” she wrote at 8:38 pm last night, nearly twenty-four hour after our first exchange. “To God be the Glory for the words He places on your heart, captures though your pen, lays on your lips. What you have written is the TRUTH! Continue speaking it, my Sister in Christ.” (She was referring to yesterday’s post, a post highlighting our online dialogue about “end times” and the devastating fire ravaging the Notre Dame Cathedral.)

“I thank you for spending time with our LORD,” she wrote to me from miles away. “I must keep watch, stay at my post. I want to witness God restoring and redeeming. I must take to heart the lessons Jesus teaches and repent. I want the flame of the Holy Spirit within me never to die out. I commit to cultivating God’s seed in me, watching it flourish into something beautiful.”

“I love when you said, ‘God reigns in the stench of ashes, raising up new life,'” she concluded. “That is exactly what happens after each death.”

Jesus said as he walked this earth, “For I have come down from heaven, not to do My own will, but to do the will of Him who sent Me. This is the will of Him who sent Me, that of all that He has given Me I lose nothing, but that I [give new life and] raise it up at the last day. For this is My Father’s will and purpose, that everyone who sees the Son and believes in Him [as Savior] will have eternal life, and I will raise him up [from the dead] on the last day” (John 6:38-40, AMP).

As this Holy Week burns down to Easter Sunday, how is the life, death, and resurrection of Jesus making your everyday life more beautiful?

…Sue…