The Tender Place

I haven't been there in a long time. I almost forgot where it was. I found it again. It is the place where my head lets my heart have the Truth and doesn't hog it all to itself.

I didn't really mean for my last post to be a drag or a downer. Just a little peek deeper into me. I really meant what I wrote about the Matthew passage, too. How it moved me to tears.

It started with that post this morning. Later in the evening I went to my last MOPs evening leadership meeting for the year. I had forgotten that it was going to be an evening of prayer. But God didn't. He had been preparing me for it all day.

After our business (don't you love that you can remember to spell that by knowing that it is just busy-ness?) was done our Prayer and Encouragement Coordinator led us in worship. That's as far as she got before God took over.

Worship naturally spilled out into prayer and I could hear so many of the people that I love dealing with the same issues as I have been wrestling with. God directed me back to Matthew 6 and I read it aloud as a prayer. By the end of the passage I could hardly see through my tears and could barely voice the words! It is so wonderful to grasp that my Daddy cherishes his little girl so much. So much that He promises to feed me and clothe me in splendor.

Have you been to the tender place lately? Ask your Daddy to take you there. He will.

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