And now, God, do it again
bring rains to our drought-stricken lives
those who planted their crops in despair
will shout hurrahs at the harvest,
So those who went off with heavy hearts
will come home laughing, with armloads of blessing. Psalm 126: 4-6 Message
I read those verses again not too long ago. After doing so, I reread some words I recently shared on Facebook:
While out on my run this morning I thought about our weekly chapel time at work. After looking at Acts 1:1-3, the reflection question for each of us to answer with the folks we were sitting next to was this: What are you absolutely convinced about?
My answer came to mind instantly. I am absolutely convinced (certain) that He redeems everything.
As I ran along and thought about all the answers I heard yesterday, one thing became clear to me. Those answers are not born out of “blind faith”
No. I am willing to bet that EACH answer was born because at some time during EACH journey “faith became sight.” When faith becomes real and tangible and PERSONAL amazing things happen…
Scales fall away and beautiful light breaks through.
Sinking feet “walk on water.”
Dark pits are left behind.
Heavy chains are broken.
Hearts beyond repair become whole and full of hope.
The Word became flesh… John 1:14
Faith becoming sight moments/opportunities are all around us.
Sometimes they’re blow-you-away…HUGE.
And then, other times…most of the time… faith become sight moments are more like whispers to your heart. But those whispers? They’re unforgettable moments of love, of mercy, and grace.
I wonder how many moments we miss seeing and recognizing in our every day routine filled lives because we aren’t looking for or anticipating them?
I read this beautiful post over at Ann Voskamp’s blog not too long ago, it’s a guest post by Jenny Simmons.
In this long and sometimes painful journey we call life, the story she shares is a faith to sight moment. It’s those assurances along the road and in the valleys when God reminds us that he has not fallen asleep or walked away and left us. He’s right there, loving on us in such profound and deeply personal ways. This story, it’s what I mean when I say “God redeems everything.” Take a few minutes and read this:
the other kind of miracle: the one you don’t think to pray for
In our darkest valleys, He embraces us with unexpected hugs.
In the midst of our pain, He sends us love letters, addressed to us and signed by Him, personally.
He shows us beauty that our hearts will never forget.
That beauty, His beauty, heals us.
Sharing a Jenny Simmons/Addison Road song…