I call them "Nods from God." I cherish each one. The most recent one was no exception.
It had not been an easy day. My heart was heavy. My mind was weary. My body was worn. I knew He was with me and would see me through. I just wanted to go home, sit on the deck, bask in the moonlight...and soak in His love and peace.
As usual, I retreat when I am overwhelmed. This was one of those days my entire being craved silence...solitude...and my Savior. Life is an incredible blessing and I am deeply grateful for each breath. Yet the seasons encountered recently have often brought me to my knees in petition...and praise..continually. I longed to be with Him...completely focused on His Presence.
He knows what is best...and His timing is perfect. Before I returned home, He placed a dear friend in my path at just the right time. I had not seen her for quite awhile. Yet we "just happened" to be in the same locations three times that evening! We were thrilled to see one another which led to an impromptu dinner together. We joyfully shared updated news with one another. Still, she had no idea what my day had involved...or the seasons we have been experiencing.
Then it happened. She invited me to become involved in something very dear to my heart. She remembered my passion, affirmed her confidence in my abilities and encouraged my participation. No doubt, this was a "Nod from God" to reassure me that He still loves, cares and holds me in His arms.. He hasn't given up on me...or the seasons we face...or His purpose for my life.
I wonder...what a difference it would make...if we listened more closely, allowed "nods from God" to be shared through our lives...to touch the lives of countless others. I wonder...how many people are walking around smiling but desperately longing for a "Nod from God." I pray...we will love Him completely, listen to Him continually and let His compassion be shared with others consistently.<3~thl
"O my Strength, I watch for You; You, O God, are my fortress, my loving God." Psalm 59: 9>10
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