As I write this a young boy named Isaiah is resting not so comfortably in a hospital recovering from brain surgery. He's just someone I came across on facebook because they were asking for prayer for him. Isaiah has not had a good few years and yet, somehow through all of the surgeries and radiation treatments he has managed to have an unwavering faith. His dream - that by sharing his story he can share Jesus with others. Dear Isaiah is in my prayers tonight and I believe his miracle is happening as we speak.
This reminds me - in all of the chaos of life - to be thankful for the many blessings I have in my life. Thankful for healthy children and grandchildren. Thankful for my own health. Thankful for each and every day I get to share with family and friends. I'm reminded that even when things seem the worst - God is working it all for the good of those who love Him. I am truly grateful for Father God who loves us so dearly.
I'm putting the worry monster on notice. I know how to deal with him now and he has no place in my home or heart anymore. I haven't perfected dealing with him - but I know enough now to send him packing when he does manage to try and set a place at my table. I won't be sorry to see him go either !
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