Father God,
You and I have been talking a lot lately, through my contemplative prayers and opportunities for aloneness with you. But, while I've thought about splattering it all out in writing, I haven't felt that push until this week.
Lord, you have brought someone on my path, who has a story filled with contents that you can only imagine from a horror film. And yet, you have provided an opportunity to develop a friendship. Each of us coming to the table with our own stories, regardless of how different these stories may be- you have united us on the basis of our extreme, daily need for you.
The other night, as my friend was seated next to me in my car, we both stared at the road ahead. In the protection of sitting side by side, rather than face to face, my friend began to share her heart. She shared of the hurts and struggles and injustices; but she just as much turned to me and said, "but you know what? That song we sang in church last Sunday, you know the one that goes, "Your grace is enough." She continued to sing these words over and over until I found myself belting them out right along. "I sing it every morning when I wake up and whenever my day is hard-which is everyday, it makes me happy." We laughed and giggled, and we thanked God for the importance of his truth that comes in so many forms.
As I walked away from that night, I just had to smile and commit that moment to memory. I can only imagine these scenes that play out, as you unite your children and restore through your truth and our common need for your grace, are constantly part of the bigger picture you see. I can envision you looking down with a smile thinking, "Continue to show up everyday. I will make my truth visible in the most unlikely ways if you just trust."
The next morning, as I woke up to start my day, the words, "Your grace is enough" infiltrated my mind. With a smile, I raced out the door and sent her a text message saying...I woke up with the song in my head. She simply responded with a texted laugh and the words, "me too." This truly felt like a sliver of what heaven will be like, when we all come together, and celebrate with the purest of joys--the greatness of who you are.
I shared this experience with my mentor and running friend a few days later. The morning after my run, I woke up to a text from my running partner that read, "I woke up with the words. 'Your grace is enough' in my head."
Father God, I can only explain the contagious phenomenon of your truth, as a concrete example of your hand at work around me.
As I savor the days remaining in summer, my prayer is that I would continue to keep you as my focus on this journey. I want to trust you and I want to be sensitive to your leading. I want to embrace these moments, capture them, and trust that this is just the beginning of your glorious unfolding.
Colorado. Tennessee. Massachusetts. As opportunities to travel, grow, rest, and network lay ahead of me-- I pray that your hand will be in each one of these trips. Lord, as I pray about an even bigger trip you may have for me-- I pray that your doors would open. I want to trust without borders that your grace truly is enough. I will trust that my life is in good hands. You will use me in my current giftings and skillfully mold me for the skills that will be useful for the future.
You are good God. Thanks for once again speaking words of Truth into my heart in some of the most unlikely places.
A
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