Jesus

Savior in the storm

Arms wide open to comfort

Heals our brokenness.

This cloudy, cool Sunday afternoon in mid-autumn, I have a lot on my mind. Two people whom I love dearly are both facing health challenges. I am reminded that all I can do is pray, and God’s enduring love in the face of life’s storms is sufficient. This life is indeed a storm, and we all get tossed about by the tides that threaten to take us under, but, we must all remember that God is with His children, and although we may suffer, we do not suffer alone.

God sent His son Jesus Christ to this broken world to give hope to the brokenhearted. And, I think we all are brokenhearted about the events that have occurred this past week in the Middle East.

We all carry our own burdens and our own scars. This life hurts; this life is unbearable at times.

But, there is hope. There is Jesus. And, He stands with arms wide open to receive us and to comfort us in our suffering. He is a mere breath away. Simply call His name and He will embrace you and heal you in your suffering.

Jesus is the only hope in this broken world. He is love. He is God’s son.

Please join me in praying for healing all those suffering souls in the Middle East, and worldwide.

John 3:16 prayer:

God, thank you for sending your son into this world to us, a broken people, held captive by sin. Help us trust in Jesus Christ alone as our savior, and help us to spread your love by our actions.

Amen

Jenny W. Andrews copyright 2023

Prairie Flowers

Petals reach for sky

Bathed in yellow majesty

Butterflies glide by.

Jenny W. Andrews copyright 2023

Note: Yesterday, I spent an incredibly peaceful day just enjoying the outdoors. The oppressive heat is finally going away. It was pleasantly cool, so I went for a walk and snapped several photos.

I also stopped by my favorite coffee shop and wrote this haiku.

I hope you enjoy it and I hope you take some time away from your busy schedule to enjoy this beautiful world that God has blessed us with.

Jenny

Haiku

Treasure

Long ago treasure

hidden inside cedar chest

grandma’s wedding ring.

Daddy

Cedar tree hides him

midnight he stands alone

lost in a dark world.

Sister

Painful beauty screams

sees the world in shades of gray

robs herself of joy.

My Lord

Does not condemn me

sees all my sins and mistakes

loves me anyway.

Jenny W. Andrews copyright 2023