2 Corinthians 3:17
Now the Lord is the Spirit, and where the Spirit of the Lord is, there is freedom.
Now the Lord is the Spirit, and where the Spirit of the Lord is, there is freedom.
Sixty-five lighthouses dot the coast of Maine.
Those historical lights drew Tim and I to visit the beautiful north-eastern
state. I've loved lighthouses for as long as I can remember. I'm not sure when
I first learned of their existence and purpose, but it seemed I always knew the
grand buildings saved lives and provided safety for fishermen and ship's crews.
One of the lights we visited, Portland Head Light, is a majestic white structure
surrounded by a home and several smaller buildings. As I wandered the property,
I rounded the corner of the house and spotted a large stone. A plaque told me the poet, Henry Wadsworth
Longfellow, sat and penned his lighthouse poem there.Steadfast, serene, immovable, the same,
Year after year, through all the silent night
Burns on forevermore that quenchless flame,
Shines on that inextinguishable light!
The poem reminds me of the hope I have in Jesus.
Steadfast—He's always here for me.
Serene—The calm in my storm.
Quenchless flame—His light cannot be put out.
Inextinguishable light—Always shining, no matter what.
The world is a mess right now. Every day we hear stories of death and destruction. If I'm being honest—and I am, the terror scares me. I think of the world my grandchildren are growing up in and speculate about what it will be. Yes—I've gone down the road of "what if." But before I get too far gone, the Holy Spirit taps me on the shoulder and reminds me of the light. The one light that brings hope. The one that is never extinguished. You see, regardless of all the evil in the world, we have hope. Constant hope in Jesus. He's the one who brings peace and joy, the one who gives freedom from the world. He's the one who hears my prayers. He gives me freedom from fear and worry, because I know he has me in his hands. I pray for this world and the hurting. In my prayers, I ask that everyone will find comfort and peace in Jesus. He is the one who gives true freedom. The one who offers hope.
Serene—The calm in my storm.
Quenchless flame—His light cannot be put out.
Inextinguishable light—Always shining, no matter what.
The world is a mess right now. Every day we hear stories of death and destruction. If I'm being honest—and I am, the terror scares me. I think of the world my grandchildren are growing up in and speculate about what it will be. Yes—I've gone down the road of "what if." But before I get too far gone, the Holy Spirit taps me on the shoulder and reminds me of the light. The one light that brings hope. The one that is never extinguished. You see, regardless of all the evil in the world, we have hope. Constant hope in Jesus. He's the one who brings peace and joy, the one who gives freedom from the world. He's the one who hears my prayers. He gives me freedom from fear and worry, because I know he has me in his hands. I pray for this world and the hurting. In my prayers, I ask that everyone will find comfort and peace in Jesus. He is the one who gives true freedom. The one who offers hope.