You are beautiful and you are loved.
Saturday, 5 September 2015
Friday, 4 September 2015
Hidden
Hello Friends,
Recently a big-name in Christian circles came to our city for a conference. During one of the sessions he asked people to stand who wanted prayer. He barely touched my hand, saying one or two words as he continued to walk by. At that moment I had a vision. My eyes were closed and the picture was in my mind, but it was very clear and stayed with me. There was a wall of angel (not plural) hiding me.
I have often felt obscure and insignificant. Just when I start to believe there is a destiny on my life, and maybe that visiting prophet will confirm it, I seem to become even more invisible. I did my best to draw the vision in my bible and the only interpretation I was received was that I was hidden. I don't know why I should be hidden. I have asked and I have tried to speculate about it. My only answer is the most satisfying and the only one I really need. It is the strong sense of love and peace I felt as I rested in the vision.
My Father is merciful and kind. He loves me and so he hides me. If that makes me invisible, if that makes me obscure or overlooked in the eyes of others, if I am never called out by visiting prophets and my name is never gilded on the spine of a book, let it be even as He wills
"And the parts we regard as less honorable are those we clothe with the greatest care. So we carefully protect those parts that should not be seen," (1 Corinthians 12:23)
Thank you for visiting my blog and allowing me to share my heart with you today. My prayer for you is that you would know the love of the Father; that you would know that
Blessing hugs,
Teresa
Recently a big-name in Christian circles came to our city for a conference. During one of the sessions he asked people to stand who wanted prayer. He barely touched my hand, saying one or two words as he continued to walk by. At that moment I had a vision. My eyes were closed and the picture was in my mind, but it was very clear and stayed with me. There was a wall of angel (not plural) hiding me.
I have often felt obscure and insignificant. Just when I start to believe there is a destiny on my life, and maybe that visiting prophet will confirm it, I seem to become even more invisible. I did my best to draw the vision in my bible and the only interpretation I was received was that I was hidden. I don't know why I should be hidden. I have asked and I have tried to speculate about it. My only answer is the most satisfying and the only one I really need. It is the strong sense of love and peace I felt as I rested in the vision.
"And the parts we regard as less honorable are those we clothe with the greatest care. So we carefully protect those parts that should not be seen," (1 Corinthians 12:23)
You are Beautiful and You are Loved.
Blessing hugs,
Teresa
Wednesday, 2 September 2015
The Parable of Two Pigeons
Hello Friends,
Some of you know that I started caring for rescued pigeons 2-3 months ago. They are mostly from my own neighbourhood. They have been nesting in a bus stop shelter and babies have been tumbling out of the nest before they are fully feathered and able to eat on their own. Most had injuries, including our first rescued pigeon who had a broken leg.
When the first two pigeons were ready to be released, my husband built a shelter for them and mounted it at the back of our garage. He made a removable cage section so the pigeons would acclimate to the shelter and remember where to come back for food, water and a safe place to get out of the weather. We opened the cage section on August 13th, two days after placing them in the outdoor shelter. Gimpy (broken leg) flew into the trees, but Grace went straight to the ground. She could not fly.
An unexpected storm blew in during their first night in the shelter and we figured Grace must have thrashed in fear and bruised or sprained her wing, as it drooped slightly to her side. Once Gimpy realized her situation, he stayed close by whenever Grace was on the ground. He even let himself be a decoy when some crows came around, flying right into their line of sight to deter them from discovering his mate. That was when we changed his name to Love.
Terry built a ramp for Grace so she could get back to the shelter without our assistance. Love started touring the neighbourhood but always returned to check on Grace. Recently he flew up to her on the ramp and flapped his wings as though encouraging her to give flying another try. Part of her problem was that she no longer believed she could fly.
Today I went outside and was thrilled to find two pigeons sitting on my rooftop - Love and Grace. Grace had rediscovered her wings and was flying the skies with her mate.
Tonight, during our family worship time, I felt the Lord telling me that these two pigeons are a parable.
God extends to me his UNLIMITED GRACE as I heal from past wounds and learn to let go of my fears, insecurities and doubt. He knows that I will eventually learn to fly and he never gives up on me. And though it seems like he is gone sometimes, he is always watching over me. God is LOVE and LOVE NEVER FAILS. (1 Cor.13:8)
Blessing hugs,
Teresa
Some of you know that I started caring for rescued pigeons 2-3 months ago. They are mostly from my own neighbourhood. They have been nesting in a bus stop shelter and babies have been tumbling out of the nest before they are fully feathered and able to eat on their own. Most had injuries, including our first rescued pigeon who had a broken leg.
When the first two pigeons were ready to be released, my husband built a shelter for them and mounted it at the back of our garage. He made a removable cage section so the pigeons would acclimate to the shelter and remember where to come back for food, water and a safe place to get out of the weather. We opened the cage section on August 13th, two days after placing them in the outdoor shelter. Gimpy (broken leg) flew into the trees, but Grace went straight to the ground. She could not fly.
Terry built a ramp for Grace so she could get back to the shelter without our assistance. Love started touring the neighbourhood but always returned to check on Grace. Recently he flew up to her on the ramp and flapped his wings as though encouraging her to give flying another try. Part of her problem was that she no longer believed she could fly.
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| Love paying a visit to Grace |
Tonight, during our family worship time, I felt the Lord telling me that these two pigeons are a parable.
God extends to me his UNLIMITED GRACE as I heal from past wounds and learn to let go of my fears, insecurities and doubt. He knows that I will eventually learn to fly and he never gives up on me. And though it seems like he is gone sometimes, he is always watching over me. God is LOVE and LOVE NEVER FAILS. (1 Cor.13:8)
Here is a video I took of Love and Grace on my rooftop.
Thank you for visiting my blog today. I hope you have been inspired or even a little entertained. Most of all, I hope that you will receive this very special message to you from God:You are beautiful and you are loved.
Blessing hugs,
Teresa
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