Resting… – Memoria Arts

Look at the birds of the
air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your
heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they?
Matt 6. 26

These birds soar overhead every evening at twilight. It's a breathtaking sight…thousands of birds fluttering over, a spectacular sunset on the horizon. It happens almost daily, right over the top of my house. The day I came home from the hospital, they flew over with glorious abandon, as usual. I glanced up from my spot on the big comfy chair piled under blankets, and I felt such peace. Because the God that takes care of those beautiful little sparrows, also cares for me, and how much more dear am I to the heart of God? The Message translates the verse "careless in the care of God". What a promise!

He was with me, He is with me still, granting rest and peace. He provided miraculously for my health, sustained by the prayers of the saints…I saw His hand everywhere, in the timing of everything. In the doctor he provided for my care, in the timing of each moment that happened. What blessings were poured out!

I will not lie. My sorrow seeks to overwhelm at times. I cannot fathom His ways. His thoughts are not my thoughts. His ways are not my ways. But He is, He is, my Abba Father, Reedemer, Sustainer, Jehovah Jireh, YHWY, my breath of life. He is mending up the broken places within… I know that this His plan for my life, and it brings me comfort, even in the sorrow.

And now I begin a new journey. A journey of healing. A journey with grief and sorrow. Grief is fundamentally life changing…right now everything has a bittersweet tinge about the edges. Death hovered near, but God was closer still. I have found so many snippets of Hinds Feet in High Places flashing through my mind in quiet moments…what a beautiful allegory of the journey we must take.

Thank you, thank you, thank you,
from the bottom of my heart,
for all your prayers, thoughts, and love.

6 Comments

Mel

August 26, 2008 at 11:01 pm Reply

Hugs and prayers. His eye is on the sparrow.
Thursday's Child

August 27, 2008 at 3:54 am Reply

{hugs} His Eye Is On The Sparrow was my grandfather’s favorite hymn. It’s so very true, isn’t it?
tonia

August 27, 2008 at 9:22 am Reply

my prayers are with you this morning, praying the arms of God are strong and real and tangible. yes, rest in His nearness.
in Christ,
tonia
Dawn (rn4jchrist)

August 27, 2008 at 11:51 am Reply

I really don’t know what to say.
the song, “Held” by Natalie Grant of course comes to mind. HUGS and prayers.
Alisa

August 27, 2008 at 2:57 pm Reply

More than anything, I have been praying for peace for you. So glad to hear that it’s being so obviousy answered. Hugs…
Samantha

August 28, 2008 at 10:18 am Reply

I am so sorry for your loss….almost two years ago I lost my fourth baby when I was 11 weeks. It took a year and a half before I was expecting the little one I am carrying now. God is so good…and HE has perfect timing, I just had to trust that. I hurt so deeply for so long, but JOY COMES IN THE MORNING! I can’t say how your joy will came, but it will…that is one of his amazing promises for people who live in praise!
xoxox,
Samantha