| Walking along the shore… I hear the thunderous waves of the ocean… calling me. They are the sound of a beating drum. It is like a primal call “Come”. I'm reminded of the words of Jesus, “Come to Me, all who are weary and heavy-laden, and I will give you rest... For My yoke is easy and My burden is light.” “…let the one who is thirsty come...” I think of Noah, Abraham, and Moses, Old Testament men who actually heard... the voice of God. The New Testament believers such as the twelve apostles, Paul, and others… who were witnesses to The Son of God. Today, I have my bible... the written word of God. Still, as I walk, I hear the ocean roar. Echoing one simple word... Come! He calls, and I rise. Eyes open, ready for the start of a new day, a new season, a new time. I have fallen in love with a simple four-letter word... Come! “…if I am lifted up from the earth, will draw all men to Myself.” Jesus was lifted up, and I was drawn to The Christ. I will lift up praises to Him, and perhaps... someone will hear the word: Come! |
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4 comments:
I have been hearing the call to come unto ring louder and louder each day. Hope you are doing well MTJ.
So beautiful! I am constantly amazed that He is everywhere, calling us to Him!
Blessings to you!
Thank you for sharing these beautiful thoughts. I love the ocean and the sounds it makes. I like the smell of the ocean too. What a blessing it will be to actually hear His voice one day.
Blessings,
Charlotte
Come -- a beautiful word, but especially when Jesus calls. All I have to do is "come." I love reading your writings. They always seep into my heart and stay awhile so I can ponder them.
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