I am thankful for: the longer day light hours, the smell of fresh cut grass, the bloom of a bright yellow tulip, and the sound of the birds chirping at dawn. And of course putting away the warm winter clothes and pulling out lighter clothes, shorter pants, and sandals. Lord, bring on the heat. Thank you!
What a gift God gives to us daily, if we only take a second and look around. Maybe that is what you need to do right now. Stop. Go ahead, put your cell down or step away from your digital devise. Look. Find three things you can state thanksgiving to God for.
God reminds us in Lamentations 3:22-23, TheLord’slovingkindnessesindeed never cease, For His compassions never fail.Theyare newevery morning; Great isYour faithfulness.
The morning we left the house to travel half way around the world, Cease striving and know that I am God . . . Psalm (46:10a,NASB) was my main verse for my devotions.
Traveling by plane, train, and automobile with a family of four and an interpreter made for a challenging trip. I needed God beside me to endure this two-week trans-Atlantic trip for my son’s adoption. Stepping on foreign soil with a language barrier, smells, sights, and stress-inducing sounds, along with a seven hour time difference, magnified the shock to my body.
Arriving at the orphanage I was eager to set my eyes on my little nine year old guy. At first glimpse, he kept his eyes turned down. My heart tugged. Not once did he look at me. Inward I screamed, I cannot do this, Lord.
I left the first visit feeling uncertain—even though the rest of my family was excited. After arriving in our flat, I went to my knees in prayer. God, I need you to show up here today. I need to see if my little boy can bond with me. I need to see that You are in this adoption. I sensed, cease striving and know that I am God.
That evening as we visited the orphanage again, Igor came skipping towards me. Something was in his hand. As he got closer I saw a book with a picture on it. What was that picture? I wondered, could it be, is it?
We walked to the colorful flower garden, and sat on a bench. He looked up into my eyes. My heart leaped. Then I saw the picture. Through the interpreter I asked him to explain what was in this book? He spoke in his native tongue, men’s names such as Noah, Moses, David, and others from the Old Testament. My son carried a Bible, and God showed up, Cease striving and know that I am God.
To keep my thoughts focused I intentionally hung an embossed wind chime right above the kitchen sink in the window. The picturesque chime portrayed a robin on a nest watching over her three blue eggs. It reminded me of my life, a Mom of three. Daily, it kept me focused, do not fear; you are more valuable than many sparrows.
I prayed often, God, show me where my new nest will be. Your Word says, do not fear; you are more valuable than many sparrows, more valuable, hmmm, I thought. Alright God, you provide twigs, grass, and hair for the birds to build their nests. Provide please what I need for my nest, after all I am more valuable than the birds. I prayed for a safe, small, clean and affordable nest.
God had already proved Himself over and over in my life. Facing drastic changes like losing my father, brother, and mother all hurt deeply. Plus, He was healing me of my emotional pain from the abuse. My life was in transformation mode. God revealed my life purpose to me and I anticipated His lead to where I was to live.
I heard of two rental houses. I checked them out. When I left each, fear had mounted. There had to be another route.
Do you believe you are more valuable than a sparrow?
Do you believe you are more valuable than many sparrows?
“So do not fear; you are more valuable than many sparrows,” (Matthew 10:31, NASB).
As the founder of Hearts with a Purpose, I coach and inspire women that are frustrated, angry, and alienated, because of toxic individuals so they can regain a sense of control and create a life of purpose.
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