Christ Heart! – JoJo

God I pray with a weary heart.  Weary of this world, and the ways of your children.  Seeing so much hate and wondering why so many struggle with loving others.  I ask that just like Peter, you give me the wisdom to keep my eyes on your ways.  I ask that you lift me up…

I wake up each morning at six.  As I rise from the covers I have a prayer in my thoughts.  My goal in waking up is not personal perfection, but surrender, and union with God. Any preoccupation with my own moral goodness keeps my eyes on myself and not on God… or grace… or love. …

I find myself in most situations looking to others for lessons.  Observing, pondering, looking to behavior in an effort to see God.  To see Christ.  As I watched from across the restaurant, she walked up with no acknowledgement from him. Kids in tow, but still no pause to smile or look in her direction. My…

I write the messages he puts on my heart.  I spend each morning with a prayer of thanksgiving for his grace…  for the blessings he so richly pours on my head.  As I reflect on the prayers… the writings… do I truly understand the level of favor I have.   We go from day to…

We all look but do we see?  Do you simply look at people or do you see them?  I know you look, so do I.  I look… I ponder…  I judge…  but do I see.  To look is to only notice the outside.  To see is to picture the heart.  To picture the image of…

At an early age I could hear the music. I could see it everywhere.  I could feel it in my soul and hear it in my head.  As a gift from God I learned to play the guitar without lesson. Music is not about notes on a page or theory in books.  You have to…