Open our eyes, Lord!

A beautiful hymn (sing with me now)

Open our eyes, Lord. We want to see Jesus.
To reach out and touch Him, and say that we love Him.
Open our ears, Lord, and help us to listen.
Open our eyes, Lord, we want to see Jesus.

My prayer is that the postings in this blog have helped your heart-site – that is, that your heart has seen JESUS. Like in . . .

REAL expectations? Oh to be truly thankful for what I have and to have REAL expectations in life.

May my heart see – the Reality of Your Goodness, dear Lord!

Leaving it there! Contemplating all the lessons learned over the years, one of my biggest “heart” lesson is the one about “leaving it there.

May my heart see ALL THE LORD IS as I leave it with Him!

It ain’t easy! It ain’t easy to be satisfied nowadays. I want to love the Lord, my God with ALL my heart, ALL my soul, and ALL my strength. To have this be my heart’s true desire is to find contentment.

May my heart see and my desire be, in Christ alone!!

Confession – its good for the soul. No condemnation – none. Sweet sister, hear me in this – NO CONDEMNATION. HE has no memory of them – NONE. May we know this in our hearts.

May my heart see . . . once we confess, we are forgiven . . . truly!

Repentance, a new beginning. So we’ve confessed. We’re forgiven. Now what? It’s a new day, and we start all over.

Oh may my heart see . . . the path to true repentance.

Can we REALly expect to see Jesus today???? Through His Word, your heart will see! Along with the Apostle Paul, I pray:

Phil 1:9-10: And this is my prayer: that your love may abound more and more in knowledge and depth of insight, so that you may be able to discern what is best and may be pure and blameless until the day of Christ, filled with the fruit of righteousness that comes through Jesus Christ—to the glory and praise of God.

May my heart see . . . Jesus!

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