When I am afraid, I will trust in Him

                                                

 When I am afraid…I will trust in Him




                        “God” I say in a tiny whisper…I need you…I am afraid.

                    Tears roll down my checks. My heart, aching to feel His touch.
                                      To calm the storms around my life.

He knows…I am afraid. He quickly stands,

after I call to Him and says to the things in my life….”Be Still.”

                         But what happens is deeper…my heart begins to Be Still too.

                         My mind settles on thoughts of His love and care for me.          
                   I take a moment and rest in this miracle…that no man can do for me.

I can not see Him with my eyes…But I feel Him in my heart.
I feel His touch into the deepest parts of my being.

Nothing can take those places…there is no room for anything else.
Those places belong to Him only.

                                    

                                                    

No intruders, allowed. I call to Him and Him alone.




He rescues me from all my troubles and lifts me to higher grounds. 

He is my Shelter and my Refuge.

I am safe with Him. 

                                                                                                                                                                                          

When I call out to my Lord, in a whisper or in a loud cry, even if I just say His name… He is with me.

                                         As I draw near to Him…He runs to me!
                      

God I am giving You the weakest and most fragile parts of myself.

I am trusting You with my life.

With the things that concern my heart.

The things that weigh heavy on my mind, in the night.

You Oh God, in You, I do put my trust.

I think of You, My God and I am overwhelmed with The Love that You are for me.
I understand that this kind of overwhelmed feelings is not like the world.
This overwhelmed feeling is not of this earth and connects me deeply with The Heart of My God.

                                                                                                           


I fall to my knees in His attainable overwhelming presence
and He captures me.

That is the place I want to be.

Nothing can separate me from Your Love.

You refresh me and quicken my spirit.
 I am able to arise and pursue the day, with You by my side, lighting my path and watching my footsteps.

You call me Your daughter. I call you My Father.
I whisper Your name…”Father.”
You answer me…”My Daughter.” But when You say my name…it is with such complete acceptance and love….when You speak my name, it is said with Your Perfect Love for me. “Kim, My Daughter.”
To hear your heart like this, forever changes mine. I am ruined to hear my name in any other tone.
I can not ever be the same again.

I say to You My God, “When I am afraid, I will trust in You.”

When you are afraid, who do you trust?

It is so hard to trust someone with deep feelings such of these. God can do what no man can.

Kim Wenrich

Psalm 139

2 Corinthians 5:17

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Heart of Stone

                      





HEART OF STONE

I want to share a story I came across…I don’t know who wrote it.
This story changed how I speak to my son and to those God places into my life.
I make sure that I am speaking blessings into their lives and hearts.

Words give life. Words take life away. Words make the heart stone hard. Words make the heart soft and tender. What you speak to another’s heart, makes a difference…bad or good, they make a difference.

What do we speak to our children? What do we say to their hearts?
How about those people He places in our lives? What do we say to their hearts?
Are we blessing others?

These questions matter. They matter to the people God put in your life.
They matter to Him.

Think of your Heavenly Father, how does His Spirit speak to you?
I know for a fact, He is a life giver. He restores and blesses.
He is a heart healer. He is Love.

His Spirit makes it possible for us, to be like Him.

After you read this story…I give you a challenge. Speak good things to others, to your children…to those who will come onto your path this week.
Speaking kind words, uplifting words, good words…those are blessings.
Ask God to open the eyes of your heart, to see, what those words you speak does to those hearts.
Watch and see that the Lord is good.


Blessings or Curses



Once there was a young boy who lived with his father in a cottage deep in the forest. His father worked him hard from sunrise to sunset and still almost every evening he would hear his father say the same thing: “Poor me! I will die a sad old man because you are a fool and will never amount to anything.”


But the boy was not a fool he showed a lot of wisdom for his age and had a generous heart. One day, after helping an old widow stack some wood, he was about to go home when she stopped him, placed her hand on his head and said,    
                    “You are a reflection of the face of God."
                        

        

          

"The world is brighter for the joy you have given me this day. I bless you my child!”


The boy stepped back, amazed: “What was that?”
“Why, it was a blessing my child! Haven’t you ever received a blessing?”
Back at home he asked,: “Papa? Why do you curse me? Why do you not bless me?”

“What a ridiculous question! Because it is against my nature to bless and I will not do what feels so unnatural to me. What a ridiculous question. Poor me! I will die a sad old man because you are a fool and will never amount to anything.”                   

                         

“Oh.” said the boy, and he felt sorry for his father, but that night he decided that no matter how uncomfortable it felt, he would become the kind of person who blessed others. And so he did.


The boy grew to be a man, left the forest and built a home for himself in the meadowlands. In time he had a family of his own. He was still haunted by the curses of his father, and it would make him sad for days at a time, but he had decided to bless, so even though he felt sad, almost every evening, he would call one of his children to himself, lay his hand upon their head and speak these words: “You are a reflection of the face of God. The world is brighter for the joy you give me this day. I bless you my child.”


One night he had a dream in which he saw his father and heard him saying over and over: “Poor me! I will die a sad old man because you are a fool and will never amount to anything.”


It upset him so much he woke up, got out of bed, and went out into the backyard. He stood there by the trees in the moonlight and was so angry his hands became fists as he spoke out loud to the wind: “What’s the point in being someone who blesses? I’m still so haunted by these curses of my father! Well, maybe I should curse as well!”

And he kicked the ground as hard as he could which shook loose a stone. He picked it up to throw and just then the wind became very strong and he thought he heard a voice: “Do not discard your father’s heart!”

“Who are you?”

“I am the Father of every son and daughter and I tell you, the stone you hold in your hand is like the condition of your father’s heart!”


He looked at the rock. He could tell it was badly misshapen, that it had broken off from a larger rock and had many cracks and flaws.



Again the voice: “You can try to change this rock. You can press it until your fingers bleed, but you will not succeed in changing it! Neither will you succeed in changing the heart of your father by force or manipulation. Hold your father’s heart gently within your own and pray for him. You have no idea what forces shaped this rock. Neither do you know the forces that shaped the heart of your father. Hold your father’s heart gently within your own and pray for him.”


“When did his heart become like this?”


“When he chose to curse instead of bless. But do not become proud…Your heart would look just like this, if I had not blessed you as a child.”


“I only remember the old woman.”


“The voice was hers, but the words were Mine.”


“I bless every one of my children. But I never force them to bless in return. In eternity you will have no questions. For now, it is enough that you decide to bless and not curse.”


“Father of every son and daughter, bless my father.”


And as soon as he spoke these words, the wind died down and everything became peaceful in the countryside and in the heart of the young man. He went back inside, put the rock in a safe place, laid down and went right to sleep. He had the best nights sleep he’d had for a long time. And from then on whenever he recalled one of the curses of his father, he genuinely prayed a blessing on his father, and in time began to experience true healing and a strong peace within.


One evening there was a knock on the front door

 and as he had raised his children to do, they welcomed in a blind beggar, sat him down at the kitchen table, and gave him some food to eat. The young man walked in and immediately recognized it was his own father. But he didn’t reveal his own identity. He listened to the old man speak. And the old man talked about how his son abandoned him, how he had lost his eyesight, and how he’d been forced to beg in a world where life was hard. Just then his son spoke up: “Grandfather! You’re welcome to stay here with us!”


“But I have no money to pay you.”


“Oh, we don’t need any money; all we ask is that as long as you stay with us, you speak only blessings.--What’s the matter?”


“It…it’s against my nature to bless!”


“Grandfather, I can tell by your hands that you have worked your whole life. So, begging must be against your nature as well, but see, it has brought you here to us!”


The old man couldn’t argue this point, so he agreed to stay, but it was weeks before he spoke a word-it was so against his nature to bless. When he finally did, you could hardly hear him: “What’s that Grandfather?”


“I said, bless you for taking an old man in from the cold. I wish my son had turned out like you, but he was a fool and….”


“Ah! Grandfather, only blessings!”


“Well, I wish my son had turned out like you! Bless you!”


Wasn’t bad for a first blessing! And a week later he spoke another one and it was a little smoother. And the next day he spoke two-and they were a lot smoother. Then he began to bless every day--many times in a day. He really got into it! You could say that blessing became…second nature to him.

And the more he blessed, the more he smiled. And the more he smiled the more his face softened. And the more his face softened, the more his heart softened and the more his heart softened, the more joy he began to experience; a different kind of joy than he had known before.

They lived happily for years until one winter the old man fell ill and was near death. As his breathing grew labored, his son sat on the bedside and asked: “Grandfather, is there anything I can get for you?”


“No one can bring me what I most need at this hour.”


“Please Grandfather, anything! What would you like?”


“I should like to see my own son once more to give him my blessing. As he was growing I gave only curses. I told him it was against my nature to bless. And, as you can see, I have learned to bless too late…”


Then his son leaned closer and whispered: “Papa! Papa it’s me, your own son…I am here! It is not too late! God has seen fit to bring us together these last years…It’s not too late! I’m here…I’m here!”


And they embraced.

A moment later the old man straightened up, stretched out a trembling hand, laid it upon his son’s head, and spoke these words: “You are a reflection of the face of God. Though I cannot see you with my eyes, I see you with my heart and the mercy you have shown me these past years is like a brilliant light, dispelling all shadow as I pass from time into eternity. I will die a happy, happy old man, because I have learned to bless and so….my son…I…Bless you.”

                                         
And with these words, his hand fell back down to his chest and he died with this beautiful smile on his face. Later that night the young man took the stone out of the place he had put it years before and he sat at the kitchen table by candlelight.
Turning it over and over in his hands, a single tear fell onto the rock and it split in two.                                          

                                

Inside was a priceless stone; smooth to the touch and sparkling in beauty.

                                       

Just then the wind became very strong outside and he got up to close the shutter, but then again he heard the ancient voice: “Eternity shines brighter for the joy you bring Me this day. And I bless you My child.”

Then the wind died down and everything became peaceful in the countryside and in the heart of the young man.

Author unknown
Romans 12:14  ...bless and do not curse
Luke 6:28  Bless those who curse you and pray for those who spitefully use you.



Kim Wenrich
1 Corinthians 5:17
Psalm 139
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More Than A Song

MORE THAN A SONG

I have been feeling The Lord move on my heart to write a new story for you all.

I have been praying and asking His covering over it and to reveal to my heart what He wanted me to write. To bless me with His words, so that He may be honored in my writing for Him. I have asked Him to bless your hearts in your reading of this, so that you may know how much He loves you and cares for you. So you may know how precious you are to Him.

This story came to my mind, during a conversation I was having with my husband. As I retold him this story…I could feel the full impact of the working of the Holy Spirit in this and I began to weep. Feeling the raw touch of my Lord still on my heart as if it all just happened yesterday.


This is a true story. It really happened.

First let me set the stage and give you a little history that leads to what happened.

Some years ago, I was director and teacher for The Children’s ministry at a Church we were attending for years. This ministry was for the children that were 3, 4, 5 and K’s. There were upwards of about 150 children at times. We had a wonderful ministry team as well. Their hearts were so pure and so full of joy for these children. God really blessed this ministry with so much goodness. We would all look forward to Sunday, just to be with the children and teach them God’s great stories and show Jesus love to them.

I had decided with prayer, to add worship to the morning. Taking time, to gather all the children together to sing a few songs to Jesus. The team leaders were on board. So we went right into praying and planning together.

I particularly took “great pride” in this. I was so excited and couldn’t wait for our first gathering to sing to God with the children.

That first Sunday was arriving soon. I had let everyone know, what songs we would sing, so they could prepare as well…I had the music picked out and the cd player ready at the door of my home…to grab as I went out that Sunday morning. I had envisioned how we would all meet in the huge foyer and get in a big circle holding tiny hands and singing to Him with our whole hearts.

After story and craft time…it was time to get everyone together…

As we got the children out in the Foyer and we all got in our circle and held hands…we said a little prayer and then we were ready to sing…

But there was no music, no cd player….I forgot it all. It was all still sitting inside the door of my house.

I was upset with myself. I said to the leaders, “I forgot the music and the music player!”

I said in my heart, “God I can not believe I did this! After all this planning for them to sing in worship to You, I forgot the music!”

One of the leaders said to me, “Kim, what do you want to do now?”

I said, “We will sing….Jesus Loves Me.”

As I said that, I looked at the faces of those little ones and saw pure joy on each tiny face as they heard me announce that song.
                                                                     

                                                                     
                                               Smiles lit up everywhere!                                           

They sang that song with their whole hearts….pouring out the words like sweet honey. Joy began to fill each of us as those little babes sang with their whole hearts. They got louder and louder with each verse! All in unison! Oh how beautiful they sounded!

All at once, I heard Him…right in the middle of their song…
                                                                         ”I accept their worship.” 

                                                 

                                                                                          
                                                                                    
              
I said, “Yes Lord.” “I understand.”

Later, our Youth Pastor came to me and told me he could hear them little voices singing all the way in the gym where the elementary kids were. He said they sounded so beautiful…that everyone just suddenly stood still and quite to listen. There were 300 kids his group! And they all were quite to hear the little ones sing to our Great God! Do you understand this?!? 300 elementary children, stood still and quite to hear the singing of babes!

I gave that a lot of thought later, when I got home…

I reflected on how loud the elementary kids always are…in everything they did in their “church time” with the Youth Pastor. The only time they were usually quite was during the time the Pastor was telling them their lesson. Even then, we could hear them all in our classes. We always heard the elementary kids. We just learned to tune them out. But that day…I remembered, there was an unusual quietness, during the time the little ones sang Jesus Loves Me with their whole hearts!

When the complete understanding of that morning dawned into my heart…I became so overwhelmed by it all, I fell to my knees in humble awe and thankfulness of God’s beauty in it all and the sweet lesson He taught my heart.     

                                    


                                   God taught me a lot that day! I will never forget it.

                                                        
                                 I never did use that music or that cd player after that.

Kim Wenrich
 Psalms 139
2 Corinthians 5:17
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Don't Worry.....I Will Take Care of You

                                   

Do Not Worry …I Will Take Care Of You.

The other day…I was chatting on the Facebook with my sweet friend, Trace…she was about to go on a weekend trip and was trying on different clothes and discovering she needed new clothes…

Instantly my mind began to get flooded with the memories of how God has provided for me. One incident in particular replayed in the theater of my mind, with complete clarity. As I reflected on this…..

God said to my heart…”That’s it, I want you to write about that. I want my children to know, how I Am the One that meets all their needs.“ “I take good care of my own.”     

                                                 

I got filled with joy and I am so excited to tell you this remarkable story.

At the time I was attending a weight loss program at our church…It was a spiritual avenue to weight loss. Using scriptures and depending on God for all the emotional and physical needs toward losing weight. I really loved this class and felt it was going well for me. I learned so much about how much God cares about what we eat and how He created everything for our good and enjoyment. He wants us to apply self control in our lives and depend on Him to meet our needs in everyway. I met some wonderful women in this class, on this journey of rediscovering who we are in Christ.

Trusting God is not easy, you have to die to yourself so many times, so often.
It is work. The rewards are great.
God teaches you how and walks with you each step, every emotion, every desire, and every need.
And He is in the things that are beyond what we could do or hope for ourselves.

This is Faith in action.
The Faith He alone gives us and builds within us. Drawing us ever so closer to Him.

At this time of my life, I was considerably heavy. I had lost about 45 lbs in this program…Trusting God with my food. But it is so much more than that. Deeper. God is incredible.

I had learned that what I wanted and what I needed were two separate things. This takes some doing.
We confuse these 2 things. Wants as needs and needs as wants.
God can teach you the difference. Oh, He gives you wants too, often beyond what you thought you wanted, better than you thought you needed.

Whenever I listened to my spirit and not the desire of my flesh…I lost weight.
But I was experiencing more than weight loss…

See, every time I obeyed God, trusted Him, with my weight, concerns, feelings and needs and even wants…Every single time, I trusted and listened….
I received an unexpected jewel from God. His jewels are priceless and life changing.

Don’t think I had easy times. Oh no….It is hard to die to myself. Food is what I ran to then and still fight it today…I was learning to run to God instead.                       

               
                                                               
One time, I was having a very hard time. I prayed hard and sought after God with everything that was within me, in this moment.
The next day…I decided to weigh myself…normally I did not use the scales…I wanted to trust God. I didn’t want the scales to govern my life or emotions. I wanted God to do those things for me.
I had lost weight.
God had put promises on my heart for my life. He told me He was going to heal my life.

I learned I was responding to food to fulfill my inside needs and hurts…trying to fill those deep places with food that God is supposed to fill and take care of.

After some time, I began to notice my clothes hanging off, falling off.
One morning, I complained to my husband….
”I don’t have anything to wear, even my underwear are falling completely off. What am I going to do? We don’t have money for me to go out and buy a wardrobe. I can’t go around like this.”

My husband said to me, “Kim, if you are trusting God with your weight, then why aren’t you trusting Him with the clothes you need?”

The night before, I had written out a list of things I needed, I wrote…underwear, bra, shorts, pants, dresses, shirts, and even put on there a bathing suit. I had shown the list to my husband.

Right after my husband had asked me to trust God…The very second after he said that…The phone rang.
It was the leader of the class calling me.
She said, “Kim, I was just sitting here thinking about you. I have a couple of boxes of clothes, I don’t want them anymore. I thought maybe you would like to have them.”

Oh My Goodness!
YES! I got off the phone and told my husband.
He said, “See, I told you to trust God.”

I had class that night. I went to church and my class leader came out and pulled her car next to mine and unloaded the boxes into my car. I was so excited.

After class, when I got home, I went through those boxes with happiness in my heart. I felt like a little girl with dress up clothes, putting on this and that.
Trying on this and that and prancing in front of my husband to show him.
Everything was in there from what I had wrote on my list. It all fit perfectly. Even the bathing suit.

I have so many stories like this…Our God is so good.
He does take care of His own.

I suggest you read Matthew 6: 25-34                                              

1 John 5: 14-15

God does not lie and He wants to take good care of you.

Kim Wenrich

Psalm 139                         
2 Corinthians 5:17                                             
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You Have Captured My Heart

You Captured My Heart

I see you in the morning…I don’t have to search far….some men go great distances with great expense to try to find their prize!                                                      

                                                         

                                              But You are in my Heart….You are My Precious.

I am transformed by Your greatness. All I want to do is know you more and more.

I am so impacted by knowing you.

How can anyone see you, feel you, and walk away the same?
You captured my heart Oh God!
Nothing is the same for me, because of you.

I lay myself down, at your feet and I cry, “Have mercy, Oh God…for I am a sinner?!”

I see You, even in my sin. You are Holy and Pure.

You are Full of Love and Compassion.

I see You in my life.        

                               
I am completely humble, crumbled on the floor in a heap of broken-ness.
I raise my face to see You.
You say to my life….”Child, My Sweet Child.” “I have loved you with an everlasting Love.”

    "Come to me, you who are weary and broken hearted and I will give you Life.”

                                                         

You have taken this discarded life…picked me up out of the mire of my sin….

                                          I am resting at your side…close to your beating heart.

“I Am the Father to the Fatherless. A Husband to the widow. I am the Redeemer and Life Giver.”

My Father says, “I bind up the wounds of the broken hearted. I Am your Healer.”


I rest beside Him and I am safe.
I am His Daughter. I am because of Him.

Lord, may I live to give you the honor for my life. May my life be the reflection of your heart. I am so in love with you. I don’t ever want to be apart from you.
                                               Your Light chases away all the dark shadows.

I rejoice in the knowledge of You.                             

   My Father, I pray to be beautiful in your image. I pray to love with your love.    

          

  I see how beautiful you are in all your ways.

You have the Perfect Heart.

   Your Love for me is from Your Perfect Heart.

Kim Wenrich
2 Corinthians 5:17
Psalms 139
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Jesus Calms The Storm

Today before I even got out of the bed this morning, I felt my heart stirring inside me. I felt tears in there before I was fully awake. I laid there in the quietness for a little while. Pondering what was in my heart on purpose. I must talk to God…I don’t know what this day is going to hold for me, but I feel I must talk to Him about it.


So I lay there in the still and the quite and I talk to My God.

“God, I don’t know what this day holds for me, but You do. I trust You with my life. I trust You with this day.” I know you will take care of me.”


I look outside, it is sunny and everything is started to spring up in nature.
But, it feels dark and stormy. Why?

                                                                         

So I cry. I need to cry.
It feels like a sweet release, even though my heart feels broken.
It feels this way, because my heart matters to God.
It feels this way, because I matter to God. 


Today, I pray and I cry. I cry and I pray.

No one can offer me the comfort my heart needs.

There is no tangible circumstance for it.

It is between me and God.



It a time of pulling weeds and replanting.
It hurts. He is drawing me closer to Him,
To become less of me and more of Him.

He has to work on me on the inside. Revealing His truth into my life and my heart. Getting rid of the things that tarnish His image of who He is inside of me.

When this understanding comes to me. I cry more, because of the constant Love and tenderness of my God in my life.

Oh, how I love Him.
He loves me so much, He continually searches my heart. Keeps watch on what is in there.

I need Him. I want Him. I desire more of Him.
I want to see Him more. Know Him more.

He offers me what no man can.
He offers me more than the world has to offer.

I know this and I am blessed to know it.
To experience the deep loving things of Him.

Who can separate me from His love?
No one and nothing.

Where could I go to hide from His love?
No where.

He is my Friend in my storms. Whatever they are.
Whenever they happen.

Have you ever noticed, when there is a storm coming in the horizon, you can sense it and feel it. After that as you look toward the skies you can see it coming.

My body even feels different as a storm approaches. My bones ache a little. I feel apprehensive and even a little scared.

                                                                        
Sometimes storms take us by surprise too though…One minute a clear, beautiful day, sun shining bright. Then suddenly a cloud is over you. The skies above you roar and thunder…the earth feels like it is shaking and the rain pours down all around you.             

  
Have you ever noticed, that those unexpected storms, they don’t last long…only a few minutes and then the sun come right back out like it was just before that storm.



God is in those storms. He is our shelter. Our refuge.

We are never left alone in any type of storms.

Private ones, personal ones, unexpected ones, ones you felt coming, ones you saw coming, and even public ones. He is there. They will all pass.

The clouds will break and The Son will shine around your life.

                      
                                                                       Then I rejoice! 

                                              For This Storm Has Passed From My Heart!
Psalms 126:3 and 5
"The Lord has done great things for me; whereof I am glad."
"They that sow in tears shall reap in joy."

“For the kind of sorrow God wants us to experience leads us away from sin and results in salvation. There’s no regret for that kind of sorrow. But worldly sorrow, which lacks repentance results in spiritual death.” 2 Corinthians 7: 10

“Sorrow is better than laughter, because a sad face is good for the heart.” Ecclesiastes 7:3

1 Samuel 16:17
“For The Lord sees not as man sees; man looks on the outward appearance, but The Lord looks on the heart.”

Psalms 139:23
“ Search me, O God, and know my heart; try me, and know my thoughts.”

Kim Wenrich
2 Corinthians 5:17
Psalms 139
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