I haven't written much in recent months, not because nothing is going on, but because there is so much I don't know how to put into words.
I was reminded this morning of the story of the prodigal son in Luke 15. The Father saw him a long way off and ran, hugged and kissed him! He didn't listen to the son's feeble attempts to explain that he wasn't worthy to be his son. He brought out the best robe and killed the fatted calf. So, so much love! Neither did he ask him what he had been doing all the time he was gone or how he had spent his money.
I think we underestimate the Father's love for us.
This last week was exhausting with lots of changes and new things but I felt the Father's love so strongly. I felt his approval. Like the song says, "There's no accusation or any condemnation when I look into the Father's eyes..."
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One evening a friend stopped by unexpectedly. She came in the door and handed me a gift bag with a heart and my name written upon it. I was curious and immediately peeked inside. Something purple! This has got to be good!:) With delight I pulled out a spring jacket, the kind I'd been looking for for years! My friend said God told her that jacket was mine. She didn't know if I needed a jacket or not, or what size I wear (she did, however, know my favorite color!).
We sat down to talk. Celebrating the good things - whooping and hollering and laughing! About the hard things - crying and praying and hugs. And she looked me in the eyes and said the words I've longed to hear my whole life, "I'm so proud of you!"
And I'm sitting here crying again because He knows, He really knows exactly what I need.
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