Grace

I want you to know I am praying for each and everyone of you, your families, your ministry. I pray He lifts you high with Him who is seated at the right hand of the Father and who lives in us.  I pray for the love of the Fathers everlasting love envelopes you and the riches of His grace.  That you enjoy Him today beyond anything you can imagine.  That you are met with His mercy this morning that is new.  That His peace and joy flood your very being.  That it is your strength.  That He is your peace, joy and strength. That you are sustained, equipped for every good work and He meets your every need according to His riches in glory.   That you have a thankful heart for His presence by faith and that He surrounds us and pours His glory through us.  That we remember our slavery to rejoice in our freedom. That we are healed, forgiven and forgive.  That your heart is filled with worship.   That you are brought to your knees by the fact that He had rather die than live with out you.

This picture was shared with me.  It is called Grace.

There was a large fountain, shooting water high and wide. Around the fountain, she saw people of all different ages, color, shapes and sizes, and walks of life. The people had come to collect water. Some held thimbles, some held cups, some held buckets, some held cardboard boxes, some held large drums...the containers were as varied as the people. There were others with no container trying to catch the water in their hands or let it splash into their mouths. Still others were standing and watching the scene from afar, afraid of coming near, not wanting to get wet.

All of a sudden, the image that crossed her mind was of a naked little girl right in the middle of the fountain splashing, jumping, skipping and dancing all through the water. She had a huge smile on her face and much laughter as she was fully enjoying, as a child would, the water falling on and around her.  She stayed there all day in the fountain of grace, singing, dancing, splashing, sitting, laughing, crying, drinking... oblivious to the others that came and went to fill up their "cups."