it was early on an unassuming Saturday morning when i am given that glimpse of the mountains and subsequent truths to tuck away and rest into. it won’t be even 24 hours later when i will need desperately those very truths-and i could not have predicted, prepared, or known beforehand that would be the case.
a dear one brings me nourishment for the sick bodies, and nourishment for my weary heart. but neither she nor i could have seen that in less than 24 more hours how desperately my body will need the nourishment, and my weary heart will need to be reminded yet again that i am loved and not alone.
these days it’s the little things that are having a big impact.
the sun shining through my window warming my feet sends my soul soaring.
waking up to yet another sick one sends my soul plummeting.
the thing that is causing me to be wonderstruck is the fact that the One who sets my feet like the feet of a deer, He keeps one step ahead of the slow drip of discouragement and provides Truth. He moves within the hearts of those dear ones He’s surrounded me with and sends them with soup and voices speaking words that cheer and delight, lovingly giving to this heart that is so tired and unable to offer anything in return. it’s such a picture of the gospel-so very Christ like and i doubt they even realize how well they represent Him in their offering.
this comforting beforehand carries a depth to it because it reminds me that He has hemmed me in behind and before and laid His hand upon me. He saw all of this coming, He sees all of this happening, and He doesn’t prepare me by giving me a better life-plan (do and do, rule on rule) but a better understanding of Who He Is and How He loves.
When i said my foot was slipping,
Your faithful love supported me
In the multitude of my anxious thoughts within me
Your comforts cheer and delight my soul.