I woke up this morning feeling exhausted and a deep need to know God’s love in a very tender and personal way. As I lay in bed praying, I told Him of my weariness and asked Him to somehow help me to feel His embrace. When I finally got up, I went to the kitchen to put on the teapot and my dad, who was in the living room, said, “Look at your place at the table.”
This is what I saw:
Monday night a friend called, and, as is my habit, I wandered out to the front room to check out the sunset while I was talking to her. It was beautiful. So I grabbed my camera and went outside to snap a few pics while we were talking.
In the process I noticed that, once again, our neighbor’s irrigation system had a problem. Since nightfall was coming quickly, my friend and I agreed that I should get off the phone and give him a call, which I did. The conversation wasn’t long, it was just enough for me to tell him that Old Faithful had moved into his field. A few minutes later I saw the headlights of his pickup lighting up the geyser. The system went off, and then it was back on again and all was well.
But this morning when my dad went outside to check on something, he found that our neighbor had left a bag of cherries sitting on the car.
No one knew what I had prayed, but God had answered. I knew the cherries were from the Lord just as much as they were from our neighbor.
I finished making my tea and went to the porch swing for my quiet time. I opened my Bible to Psalm 28 and began to read:
“Unto thee will I cry, O Lord my rock; be not silent to me: lest, if thou be silent to me, I become like them that go down into the pits.”
I had to laugh when I read that verse. First of all, it summed up exactly what I had done this morning. Secondly, I spent a large amount of time yesterday working on a blog post, which I may never post, about a sprint car driver who had to pit before the race even started! Even though I know these pits are two very different kinds, I couldn’t help but see the connection. You see if a driver goes to the pits and stays there, he is done. The race is over for him. Here David is asking the Lord to speak to him, lest he end up in the same state as that driver. He’s asking for the strength to keep running the race.
Verse two says:
“Hear the voice of my supplications, when I cry unto thee, when I lift my hands toward thy holy oracle.”
Again I smiled. I knew the Lord had done for me exactly what David had requested for himself, but the Lord went on to confirm it further in verses 6-8.
I have been trying to create and post a new meme for “The King’s Daughter” each week over the past couple of weeks. They are composed of pictures that I have taken and quotes from the book. Last week, I found the quote that I wanted to use, but didn’t have a chance to look for a picture. I was a little disappointed, but now I see that maybe it was because God wanted all of this to happen first. So here it is:
This morning I awoke knowing that I was safe in my King, but needing the comfort of His presence. As I stepped into that presence through prayer and His Word, I was blessed with joy such as only He can give. The songwriter said, “Are you weary, are you heavy-hearted? Tell it to Jesus.” Jesus is waiting. Walk in His presence, you will never regret it!
How has God been showing you His presence in your life?
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