“So don’t be afraid, you are worth more than sparrows.” Matthew 10:31
Have you ever felt like God gives you a song? It plays at pivotal moments in your story and it’s almost like heavenly bread crumbs leading you down the path. It’s a nod of approval. It’s Him squeezing your hand as you journey along together. It’s a whisper from Him…keep going, my child.
When I think back on the last 12 months, so much has change in my family’s life. It was about this time last year when we learned my husband would be losing his job. That was the beginning of a journey that would uproot us from our 12 years in North Carolina as we followed a new job for him down in Georgia.
I shared with you all how the Sunday before I left town, I was standing in church next to my good friend, Michelle, and we began to sing this song. It was the first time I had ever heard it. But it was almost as if the lyrics were playing the highlights from my time in North Carolina. A journey that went from bondage to freedom. It was a sacred “I will never forget this moment right now” moment. It was forever tattooed on my heart.
After a tiresome week of moving, we went to church with my brother-in-law and his wife. As I stood in church that first Sunday in our new home state that song began to play again. Hearing it at that moment was like a kiss on the cheek from the Lord. Keep going…I’ve got you.
A few weeks before Christmas I sat in my car outside the post office taping up a box to ship to my friend Michelle back in NC…that same friend who walked with me for over a decade. And, that song. again on the radio.
And last night, it played again.
I was heading to my women’s small group. As I drove along, I prayed for a lady who had reached out to me earlier in the day after reading my post about addiction. She shared how she was at the very beginning of her own journey out. My heart both aches (because I’ve been there) and rejoices (because I know where it leads!) for her. I won’t share details about this email, but I will say that the words she wrote to me reminded me, once again, of why I feel such a strong desire to shout my story…His Story…from the rooftops. Someone needs to hear my story. Someone needs to hear your story!
Most of the time, God doesn’t give me a clue who that someone is. But yesterday, He did. I pray for this brave woman who is stepping out from the darkness and is learning to cling tightly to His Truth again. You know who you are. And this heavenly breadcrumb is for you. Today, I hope you can hear His voice coming through loud and clear in your heart… that voice of truth that holds your hand and walks with you down the path. Keep going, brave lady! Keep going!
This Is Amazing Grace
“What I tell you in the dark, speak in the light. What you hear in a whisper, proclaim on the housetops.” Matthew 10:27