I'm in his hands...

A good friend died this week - a stroke and gone. I thank God for him and pray for his family.

Another good friend is suffering physically, he can't quit the booze, he admitted same to me recently.

I want so much to do something, it's a better alternative than running - but what can I do? I seek God, I bring people before God, and God will do his work, in me as to what I should or shouldn't do, and with others.

the carpenter picks up the saw
and walks toward me again.
i shudder and gasp, “why?
why is he torturing me like this?”
but then, after the blade
has done its work, i realize that
in the hands of a master carpenter,
no piece of wood is safe
from becoming a masterpiece.

Steven James

I'm off to SARoots this weekend. We will be attentive to God, his creation, his people, his word for us.

I'm In His hands

I'm in his hands,

I'm in his hands,

Whatever the future holds,

I'm in his hands.

The days I cannot see,

Have all been planned for me.

His way is best,

You see, I'm in His hands.

Just spent a few days in California in minstry. God spoke through Bev and I and to us. Much prayer had been involved, tremendous sense of community, and God's presence.

God was confirming things, teaching things - and He got the glory. There is a place of quiet rest, near to the heart of God.