Two Mile Love – by Jo Ann Alo

Two Mile Love

Passing the limits of mortal love and trusting the knowledge of God.

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Father,
May my words be helpful
for building others up
according to their needs,
so that what I say will be
a benefit to them.
Amen

Making it my goal to see the goodness of the Lord

Making it my goal to see the goodness of the Lord in the land of the living—otherwise the pain of this place is gonna gobble this girl up.

Negativity has been my middle name. Worst case scenarios bombarding my brain.

No more!

I’m praying…
Lord, open my eyes to see You in and over every little thing.
Help me commit my ways to You now—that my thoughts would be established, true, free!

Thank You, Lord, for green fields swaying with the breeze, boot prints in the mud, monarch butterfly landing on milkweed, fried chicken with friends.

Amen!

#Godsgoodness
#nomorenegativity
#prayingscripture

Lately I’m wondering, does it matter? Whether I

Lately I’m wondering, does it matter?
Whether I open my computer and let my heart print on the page?
If I share my questions and discoveries about Jesus on instagram or facebook?
Is another blog post gonna make a difference?
Maybe writing isn’t something I have to do.
Will it mean a hill a beans to anyone if I stop?

What I gathered:
* Writing helps this closed book open.
* Builds confidence in the Lord.
* Forces a searching of scripture.
* Causes more thanks to God.
* Gives opportunity to see God work.

Whatever God uses to open your heart, draw you closer to Himself, learn His life giving word, dance with thanksgiving, and sing His praise…matters.

#whatmatterstoGod #giftsfromGod
#scripturerocks
#whatGodwants
#writeon
#christianwriters
#whatGodsays
#everythingasuntoGod

What does it mean to guard your heart? Today you w

What does it mean to guard your heart?
Today you will be tempted to complain, feel sorry for yourself, judge others more critically, and wish for what you do not have.
Arm yourself with praise to God, and He will keep your heart safe.

#praise
#guardyourheart
#Jesussaves
#Godfirst

If you’ve prayed even one prayer for me, I am de

If you’ve prayed even one prayer for me, I am deeply grateful.

The thought of you going before the throne of God on my behalf is as if you’re here comforting, serving, conversing with me.

#oneprayer
#healing
#Godfirst
#christianpoetry
#blessed
#Jesussaves
#praywithme
#Godknowswhatweneed
#prayingscripture
#whatGodsays
#forGodsolovedtheworld
#christianblogger
#chosen
#HolySpirit

The devil loves when we blame our sufferings on Go

The devil loves when we blame our sufferings on God.
Hiding in the weeds, planting bitter seeds.
Sneaking away, tripping us on the way.
Striking at dark, leaving no mark.
Paying accusers to lie about the Savior.
Stop.
Steady yourself.
Remember what manner of love the Father has bestowed on us, that we should be called children of God!
Make no mistake—the hand that pulls the rug out from under us—IS NOT JESUS.

#Godfirst
#christianpoetry
#blessed
#Jesussaves
#praywithme
#Godknowswhatweneed
#prayingscripture
#whatGodsays
#forGodsolovedtheworld
#prayasyougo
#Godislove
#loveroftheLord
#loverofthetruth
#womenofgod
#christianblogger
#womenoffaith
#godsgirl
#womenintheword
#godlywoman
#givemejesus
#goodnewsfeed
#poetry
#scripture
#suffering

Back to bed. The pain in my back holds fast and fu

Back to bed.
The pain in my back holds fast and furious. I’m wondering the worst. Three weeks is too long for me.
I normally heal up in days. Is it a mad kidney? Some foreign mass moving in? Paul rightly calls us a body of death. Sin lingering in skin, corrupting everything in its path.
The wonderful woman who feathers away dust is making her way through the house. Meticulously she shines our valuables—photos of grand-kids, tables where we break bread,
bow heads,
thank God for sustenance.
Scrubbing can leave a sink free of stain,
but how do we handle pain? There’s no carrying it out with the trash.
Wiping it clean with a rag.
I hear water runnng,
a rush of clean.
That’s how it will be once we leave. Back to Jesus.
A body bedded in lies, launched in truth.
Born in dishonor, carried to glory.
Rooted in weakness, pulled up in power.
The first man made of dust—the second Man raised for us.
Changed.
Death down the drain.

#Godfirst
#christianpoetry
#blessed
#Jesussaves
#praywithme
#Godknowswhatweneed
#prayingscripture
#whatGodsays
#forGodsolovedtheworld
#prayasyougo
#Godislove
#loveroftheLord
#loverofthetruth
#womenofgod
#christianblogger
#womenoffaith
#godsgirl
#womenintheword
#godlywoman
#givemejesus
#goodnewsfeed
#poetry
#scripture
#change
#ressurection

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