Stones of Remembrance

Wow – I’ve missed you . . . sorry, I’ve been sidetracked for a few weeks while finishing a milestone in my life.

So, I’m asking – what did you recognize yesterday that someday might be life changing? Maybe you don’t see it yet.

I was there. Sometimes I still am.

I went through the early part of life depending upon myself to get through the big things while ignoring the little things. . . it took years to recognize that they were intentionally placed to take me a step higher into the presence of God.

And so, I wrote the keepsakes down. In my journals. On a quilt. In a book.

The children of Israel were on a forty-year journey in the desert. Jehovah God didn’t make the journey any easier, but He left visible pieces of Himself along the wilderness path to allow them to know He was right beside them in the pillars and manna.

Pillars of clouds to guide the way and crumbs of manna falling from a holy hand purposely placed along their path to sustain them while they trudged toward a new beginning.

Many times we get stuck in circling the desert and it seems like we will never reach our promised place. But, if we notice and remember what we notice – we won’t miss the pillars and the manna.

We may have crossed paths in the desert–valley–mountaintop ­wandering place.  As an earth occupant, we all face the same geography, it seems.

Everybody has a story.  Have you ever thought of writing your valuable saga?

We see signs of God’s presence everywhere if we take the time to look, but the world loves to block the view. Don’t let it. The Father is there today – see Him in the rising sun and hear Him in the breath of your lungs.

Days may come when we will forget His goodness. Generations will come that will not get to know what He has done in our lives, unless we erect stones of remembrance today.

I’m grateful to have recorded some of the grace stops along my broken path, the stones of remembrance. Stones of healing and provision and the mile-stone of dramatic conversion from a life of rubble written down in journals . . . and finally a book, Crumbs Along the Broken Path.

I hope you’ll check it out here on my book page and also the short trailer created by granddaughter, Taleh.