Manna

I can’t believe how slack I am in keeping up with posting. It has been several weeks. I have thought about writing many times but have not taken the time to do so.

It is 9:45pm and I am the only creature stirring in my house. I love that! Do you have have times like that? Anyway, I had to write and I have time to write so I am writing.

In my earlier post, I talked about the thorny soil. I am still hanging out around the thorny soil but not in it. I realized through some encouragement of my friends at work I was not as unfruitful as I had thought. God is so good to send us encouragement when we need a “Jesus with skin,” He provides one.

I am still struggling with lots of things but God is very faithful to give me manna everyday. Today, it came through the words of a song as we worshiped in church. I raised my hands to my faithful God and sang out the powerful words, How Great is our God; Time is in His Hands; Beginning and the End. The phrase “time is in His hands” just put a lump in my throat. The words were for me, of all that is going on in this world today; politics gone crazy, the homeless and the hungry, the war, theft, pornography, churches that are dry, death just to name a few, the Great God of the universe, the Lover of my Soul, loved me enough to whisper those words in my ears this morning. He paused for me, to remind me that all time was in His hands. Oh, this was huge for me. I went to church for those words today.

He is so faithful to me when I am so unfaithful to Him. Don’t you love that His faithfulness to us is not based on our faithfulness to Him. Oh, the great mercy, compassion, and grace that extends to us. It takes me breath away even now.

I want to thank those of you who have prayed for me and my family, specifically those who have sent emails about Scott. Wow, the body of Christ is the greatest place to be, besides in the lap of the Savior.