It seems there is a trend in my life that, looking back, I realize began sometime in June of this year...people leaving my orbit. There has been a full dozen people leave in one way or the other; i.e., moving to other states, illness, anger, whatever. And not only socially, but seeming reversals are showing forth financially and physically.
This seeming overhaul sends a whimper to my lips but...the biggie...not to my heart. I am not now, nor have I ever been, known as an example of calm in any storm so I'll not claim that now. But, for me, I feel sorta, kinda, I-hope-I-hope as if I am being guided toward those green pastures beside the still waters...a new place within.
In the midst of wondering what decision based on self I'd made that brought me to this place, I got my blinding flash of the obvious: This mass exodus of my entire mental/material security, all in the same time period, is my gold. It is God's perfect plan for me for it has God's hand prints all over it
I have experienced the weirdly wonderful fact of horrific to my mind happening, and, lo! God's hand has been there for me. All these life-events happening at once? God's cleaning my house! Don't tell me God doesn't wash windows.
Look for the gold, find his hand, hang on, love and laugh.
Thank you.
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