by Kathy Brasby | Oct 10, 2024 | The Listening Project
Soar with me.
I have broken through the walls of death and despair. Come with me and rise on the winds like an eagle.
Like a cloud caught in the upper currents.
Soar with me.
Feel the freedom? Now look down to see what I see at times: sadness, loss, yearning.
My heart aches to lift these hearts and show them a new path.
As I offer you.
Reach out your hand. Give me your words, your heart, and your desires.
Watch as I mold them like clay into something new and beautiful– something that is mine.
Let your wings take you higher. I won’t let you fall. Instead I offer you the gentle winds of hope.
Rise like the morning mist, from the earth into the skies. I am with you always.
Soar with me.
Songs of joy and victory are sung in the camp of the godly.
The strong right arm of the Lord has done glorious things!
The strong right arm of the Lord is raised in triumph.
The strong right arm of the Lord has done glorious things!
Psalm 118:15-16
Holy Bible, New Living Translation, copyright © 1996, 2004, 2015 by Tyndale House Foundation. All rights reserved.
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by Kathy Brasby | Sep 19, 2024 | The Listening Project
Thick fog blinds your vision this morning, obscuring any beauty. You don’t see flowers, trees, rivers, even a familiar valley.
Grief is like that, isn’t it? You awake to a murky morning.
Do you move forward? Back? You don’t know because you can’t see.
This is the way of faith:
When you can’t see, you listen.
Then you walk.
As you trust.
This morning, I’m taking you where you can’t see. But I call to you. I am with you.
And I know the way, my love. Listen to my voice. Reach out for my hand. Walk with me.
Walk confidently.
Not because your eyes pierce the mist, but because mine do.
“It is the Lord who provides the sun to light the day
and the moon and stars to light the night,
and who stirs the sea into roaring waves.” Jeremiah 31:35
Holy Bible, New Living Translation, copyright © 1996, 2004, 2015 by Tyndale House Foundation. All rights reserved.
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by Kathy Brasby | Sep 11, 2024 | The Listening Project
Remember the floods you’ve seen? Slashing waters destroying river banks, brush, and tall trees. Impossible to restore. Or so it seems.
Now you’ve been hit by a slashing flood that has ripped your heart.
You want the before. You want the damage erased and the pain to stop.
Even after a roaring flood, devastation can be reversed. Someone must lift fallen trees and repairs ripped banks. It takes time.
Your heart also needs repairs. It takes time.
Those fallen places will be restored through my word, through your prayers, through the kindness of others.
Your scars will always remind you of the wild flood that ripped your life apart. Flood damage is always apparent to those who know.
But restoration is possible.
I will restore.
Trust me.
The river will run again.
He heals the brokenhearted
and bandages their wounds.
Psalm 147:3 Holy Bible, New Living Translation, copyright © 1996, 2004, 2015 by Tyndale House Foundation. All rights reserved.
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by Kathy Brasby | Sep 6, 2024 | The Listening Project
Breathe, my child.
Breathe in my love and exhale the darkness.
Your body aches because your husband left you alone – with a long to-do list.
But, dear one, you know this: he never wanted to leave you. He wanted to protect and provide for you.
Those things you do in his name rise like blossoms on his beloved lilac bushes, expressions of his love for you.
Draw in my love. Breathe out unforgiveness.
Breathe in life. Exhale the gloom.
Breathe in my grace and mercy. Release resentment.
Breathe in my new life.
For the Spirit of God has made me,
and the breath of the Almighty gives me life.
Job 33:4
Holy Bible, New Living Translation, copyright © 1996, 2004, 2015 by Tyndale House Foundation. All rights reserved.
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by Kathy Brasby | Aug 5, 2024 | The Listening Project
Hold a diamond in your hand. Turn it in the light. See how it sparkles as it reflects the light? My love is more.
Look at the magnificence and rugged mountains, with cascading waterfalls and snowy peaks. My love is more.
Stand at midnight to count the stars. See how the moon glow as it slides along its nightly journey and the ancient lights shine on you? My love is more.
Hear the sounds of the morning: the birds singing, the leaves chattering, the crickets chirping. My love is more.
Rest in my arms, my love.
Together, let us notice the colors, the textures, the smells. Join me in rejoicing over life now and in the future.
Let me love you, dear one. Breathe in the sweet aroma of love and feel it warm your face. Allow my melody of love to soothe your ears. Taste my love’s sweetness.
Receive it, beloved.
You are loved more than you know.
Praise the Lord, all you nations.
Praise him, all you people of the earth.
For his unfailing love for us is powerful;
the Lord’s faithfulness endures forever.
Praise the Lord!
Psalm 117:1-2 Holy Bible, New Living Translation, copyright © 1996, 2004, 2015 by Tyndale House Foundation. All rights reserved
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by Kathy Brasby | Jul 30, 2024 | The Listening Project
Stay.
You have hidden too often, but please don’t run again.
When pain strikes, don’t race away. Walk into the pain. I give you the tools to meet hollowness and fear with courage and wisdom.
Let me guide you into fresh places and new experiences. Have faith in me and everything I’ve taught you.
I will protect you and will find the place for your voice.
Yes, you have a new mission. Please accept it.
Trust me, dear one. Trust me. I will lead you into purpose and a new life.
But when I am afraid, I will put my trust in you.
I praise God for what he has promised. I trust in God, so why should I be afraid? What can mere mortals do to me?
Psalm 56:3-4
Holy Bible, New Living Translation, copyright © 1996, 2004, 2015 by Tyndale House Foundation. All rights reserved.
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