I spent two days sick in bed this week. I hate being sick, for me laying in bed all day, sniffling, sneezing, coughing and aching feels more like punishment than recovering from a virus. I wish I could say that I had super faith and told that sickness to leave my body, but that would be a lie. Truth is I barely had the strength to get myself out of bed to get a drink so that I wouldn't dehydrate. On Thursday morning I woke early and knew that I would have to force myself into my office even though I knew I needed another day home and that's when God began to speak to my heart.
It wasn't an audible voice, it didn't sound like thunder, but I knew in my heart that God was stirring something in me as asked me, "Where have you seen my hand?". Where have I seen His hand, I admit I had to pause and really think about that for a moment, but I has I began to think about the obvious those small places that in the moment I never recognized I know began to see.
I have seen him on the mountaintop when life was going good and nothing could get me down. I have seen him in the valley when the size of the mountain seemed too big to climb. I have seen him in wilderness when I was hurt and lost and couldn't find my way out. I have seen him when I tried to make it all happen and when I couldn't seem to find the strength to let go. I have seen him in my children's eyes. I have felt him when my husband wrapped his arms around me tight. I have seen him when I was lonely and couldn't see the light for the darkness all around. I have seen him in my hurt and pain when life broke my heart into a million pieces and left me wondering how it would all go back together again. I have seen him in my grief. I have seen him in my sickness. I have seen him my loses and in my victories. I have seen him when the wind blows. I have heard as the waves crashed onto the shore. I have seen him in the stars in the sky. I have seen him heal and put all back together again. I have seen him in my marriage. I have seen him when I thought I didn't deserve it, he gave it anyway. I have seen Him when I come into his presence to worship him.
Truth is I have seen his hand in my life so many times and places in my life. There are times when I have thought he had left me, and I would cry out from the depths of my heart, but he had NEVER left me, He was always there! Sometimes we need to just take a moment to look around and see that he is there and he is at work in our lives. His promises are true and we can trust in what he says!
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Amazing Trisha!!!! It is so true that we need to take a moment to realize just how much God has his hands on each and every one of us each and every day!!!! Love you!
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