Grace to all who enter. . .
May we pause and spend moments on the path of today . . .
Every one of us has a story. Mine took a holy turn when the Father leaned down to mend a broken child in 1975. Rescued out of a desperate time as a young wife with three small children, one divine day my Woodstock lifestyle turned into a dramatic conversion – God does work in strange ways.
I love journaling and have wildly recorded my journey for decades. It causes me to remember. My therapy is surfing through past writings to find a word of hope from yesterday to face my today. By breaking up the earth of life, I cultivate the victory moments from personal accounts of an ordinary family who met an extraordinary God.
So I ask, where do you run when the predators of life come near?
We all face the everyday small stuff that can steal our peace and joy, but also there is the life-altering events that touch us that can devour. Many times when we face despair it creates a fear and we lose courage. It’s then we need to look past what we’re seeing . . .
How can we learn to thrive and not merely survive the times?
I know only One answer.
The God of heaven whispers through the Psalms, I would have despaired if I had not believed to see the goodness of the Lord in the land of the living (:27:13). The phrase believed to see has been the holy key to keep me from growing faint along my broken path as I follow the One who holds the answer to the yet-to-be answered prayers. It goes on to say, Be strong and let your heart take courage. Wait for the Lord.
There have been countless times when I’ve faced a situation you may be facing now. Maybe you have also experienced the pain of betrayal, divorce, prodigals, critical illness, financial hardship and the devastation of loss. We can discover gold in times of adversity.
So I introduce you to the Star of my story ~ the One who found me in the dark . . .
Believing to see,
Verna