glesnimason.com
Glimpses of Grace: Live to Sacrifice
http://www.glesnimason.com/2013/05/live-to-sacrifice.html
Tuesday, May 28, 2013. It has been awhile since I first caught a glimpse of sacrifice from this angle. Days and years pass. Time slips slowly into eternity. Struggles come and go, some still remain. Yet as I sit here gazing out my window at the gently falling mist, at the blossoming apple tree, at the outside of my world, I remember. It's not that I have forgotten. No, indeed. This thought seared its way into my mind long ere this. I had prayed to be "set on fire" for a long time. Years. Mmm this is powe...
glesnimason.com
Glimpses of Grace: Gift for the Minion Girl
http://www.glesnimason.com/2014/06/gift-for-minion-girl.html
Monday, June 9, 2014. Gift for the Minion Girl. Therefore [because I am to be a beacon on a hill] the Lord is waiting. To bestow kindness and favor on me despite the fact that I am His inferior. He arises to shower compassionate love and mercy upon me. He is a God of justice. If I wait for Him, I will find happiness. Isaiah 30:18, my paraphrase}. I blink twice, trying to absorb Hebrew meanings. Me His little minion girl. The girl who falls and makes mistakes. Yes The very one. I must wait more. This spri...
glesnimason.com
Glimpses of Grace: June 2014
http://www.glesnimason.com/2014_06_01_archive.html
Friday, June 20, 2014. When God Goes Home. I climb out of the car after driving home from a week away. It's hard to be so close, yet so far. The evening settles in. I am home. And I couldn't be happier. We talk and we laugh and we share. Yet my mind begins to wander. I picture God in an empty heaven. One person can make a place empty, you know.). His Son has been thirty-three years away from home. I hope I never have to experience that.). He watches me down here. Sunday, June 15, 2014. I am very grateful.
glesnimason.com
Glimpses of Grace: My Question is Why
http://www.glesnimason.com/2014/09/my-question-is-why.html
Sunday, September 7, 2014. My Question is Why. It's been a long time since my last post. And I've been traversing the country and world between now and then. I've learned a lot of things. Maybe I'll be able to share some of them sometime…. I've met many people this summer between ASI and YD and GYC Europe. Some were old acquaintances, some were new. Why am I so blessed? Why was I born into a Christian home? Why was I born in a country of religious freedom? Why am I so blessed? Oh, Glesni. . ....Its the c...
glesnimason.com
Glimpses of Grace: When Love is Hard to Discern
http://www.glesnimason.com/2014/11/when-love-is-hard-to-discern.html
Saturday, November 8, 2014. When Love is Hard to Discern. Sometimes love seems hard to discern. I mean, the divine love, the God-love. When you feel that despite your best efforts, your life is out of control. When you feel on the verge of a physical, mental, emotional breakdown. When despite thorough studying and many prayers, you get a C on an exam. When you come down with some variety of bug you picked up on a quick trip to Phoenix. Rather it is my problem because I have the wrong perspective. The Upw...
glesnimason.com
Glimpses of Grace: No More Airplane Mode
http://www.glesnimason.com/2014/09/no-more-airplane-mode.html
Monday, September 15, 2014. No More Airplane Mode. There's nothing like taking time to just disconnect from the outside world and enjoy family and nature. And that's exactly what I did this weekend. Bliss. On one of our hikes up the mountain, Kiera and I decided to do some cross-country hiking to a little lake across the mountain bowl. Mom and Dad stayed behind and watched us from the mountainside since Dad's still recovering from his broken ankle. Was the right direction. I have been challenged to rethi...
glesnimason.com
Glimpses of Grace: A Father's Love
http://www.glesnimason.com/2014/05/a-father-love.html
Saturday, May 31, 2014. Written a couple weeks ago]. I toss. I turn. I pray. My pillow grows wet with tears. I have a friend on the line. And I am desperately clinging to the feet of Jesus. Hours pass. And yet I wrestle. And suddenly I am struck by this thought. If I can so love, be so invested in one individual, i f my heart can feel like it is breaking for one…. What does my Father's heart feel like w hen He has seven billion people to cry for? I'm thankful He loves. I'm thankful He cares. Just a daugh...
glesnimason.com
Glimpses of Grace: Transfigured.
http://www.glesnimason.com/2014/01/transfigured.html
Monday, January 20, 2014. This morning it's like I'm there. Standing. Speechless. Watching while my humble Teacher is unveiled to be the King of glory that He really is. I want to take off my shoes, but I can't. I want to do something, but I can't. I want to say something, anything that would fit the moment, but I can't. I'm glued to the ground, hands behind my back, lips sealed shut. All I can do is observe in silence. My eyes flit back and forth between faces like a dancing butterfly. And it's when you...
glesnimason.com
Glimpses of Grace: Defeated by Song
http://www.glesnimason.com/2012/05/defeated-by-song.html
Sunday, May 27, 2012. Song is a forceful weapon with the ability to either defeat the enemy or dishonor our Creator. Unfortunately most of the world experiences the negative connotation and only a few the positive. Nearly all are blinded to its massive influence on our lives. We can have so much more power than we now possess, just through song…. Temptation would hold no sway. Trials would be turned to triumph. Victory would be assured. Tempted. Yet He never succumbed to the enticement of the enemy.
glesnimason.com
Glimpses of Grace: September 2014
http://www.glesnimason.com/2014_09_01_archive.html
Monday, September 15, 2014. No More Airplane Mode. There's nothing like taking time to just disconnect from the outside world and enjoy family and nature. And that's exactly what I did this weekend. Bliss. On one of our hikes up the mountain, Kiera and I decided to do some cross-country hiking to a little lake across the mountain bowl. Mom and Dad stayed behind and watched us from the mountainside since Dad's still recovering from his broken ankle. Was the right direction. I have been challenged to rethi...
