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My mind is mush this morning. I have been awake for 90 minutes. I have done my devotions. I\u2019ve spent time with God. I\u2019ve been sitting at this computer for 30 minutes now and nothing. Absolutely nothing has come to me to write today.<\/p>\n
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I\u2019ve had a few ideas, none of which have actually been put to paper. So I\u2019ve decided to stop fretting. I am going to share an older post\u2026one that was fun to write and one that I\u2019m sure you will enjoy.<\/p>\n
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Have a blessed day and I\u2019ll see you again tomorrow morning. I\u2019m praying that God will give me something between now and then to share with you.<\/p>\n
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The Elevator Incident<\/strong><\/p>\n <\/p>\n Last week, my daughter Bethany took my granddaughter Joy to a local museum with two of her little friends from preschool, along with their mom. It was a great day and they enjoyed it (as usual when they are together).<\/p>\n <\/p>\n They headed to the elevator and somehow, the kids got onto the elevator without the moms. And yes, the doors shut with the kids inside.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Bethany said there was silence for approximately three seconds, and then screaming. From the inside of the elevator.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Bethany explained to Joy where the \u201copen door\u201d button should be. Of course, there was no writing on that button. It was the universal symbol for \u201copen door,\u201d but Bethany was able to tell Joy to push that button.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n But before that point, one of the kids pressed the \u201cemergency\u201d button, so now from the elevator, crying children and a phone ringing could be heard.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Finally, Joy got the button pressed and the doors opened. Immediately, the trio ran into their mother\u2019s arms. Reunited, the children settled down, but I am pretty sure they will not be running ahead for a while.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n There is nothing like being in the arms of someone who loves you. There is such comfort, peace, security, and pleasure in those moments. I know exactly how these children felt when their mother\u2019s embraced them.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n I enjoy feeling God\u2019s arms around me too. Knowing that He is there to protect and comfort me just when I need it most is soothing.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Isaiah 40:11 (NIV) blesses us with comforting words. \u201cHe tends his flock like a shepherd: He gathers the lambs in his arms and he carries them close to his heart; he gently leads those that have young.\u201d <\/em>He gathers. He carries them close to His heart. He gently leads. What a tender Father we have.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Not only is God tender, but we also see His power. \u201cThe eternal God is your refuge, and underneath are the everlasting arms. He will drive out your enemy before you, saying \u2018Destroy him!\u2019\u201d<\/em> (Deuteronomy 33:27 \u2013 NIV) God is there to protect you against your enemies. Completely!<\/p>\n <\/p>\n God also desires to pass that strength on to us. Psalm 18:32 (NIV)says, \u201cIt is God who arms me with strength and makes my way perfect.\u201d <\/em>His strength is what gets me through some days. I\u2019m so thankful to have this available to me.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n I don\u2019t think that I can talk about being in God\u2019s arms without mentioning the old hymn, \u201cLeaning on the Everlasting Arms.\u201d That song has been tumbling around inside my head since I started writing, so here are the words.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n What a fellowship, what a joy divine, \n What have I to dread, what have I to fear, \n Refrain: <\/p>\n Grace and peace be yours in abundance,<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Donna<\/p>\n
\nLeaning on the everlasting arms;
\nWhat a blessedness, what a peace is mine,
\nLeaning on the everlasting arms.<\/p>\n
\nLeaning on the everlasting arms?
\nI have blessed peace with my Lord so near,
\nLeaning on the everlasting arms.<\/p>\n
\nLeaning, leaning, safe and secure from all alarms;
\nLeaning, leaning, leaning on the everlasting arms.[i]<\/a><\/p>\n