Through this journey there have been blessings that words can not express.
So many have reached out in different ways.
We have become connected with strangers.
A common thread; loss.
A stranger reaching out in obedience, just to say they are praying.
One of those strangers, now friends, came to visit.
Visiting here because of a deep loss of her own, she took the time to see me.
Her journey fraught with pain and loss of what she thought her life may be.
Yet, always reaching out with encouragement to my hurting soul.
She graced the farm with her presence.
She came to see this aching mama and her farmer.
And my world was brightened and I was reminded of what a great God we serve.
He will take the broken pieces, the hurt and the pain and he will hold them.
He will take a stranger from another part of the country and bring her to bless your very soul.
She will hug you in the middle of the milk house path,
and you will know you have been hugged by the very hands of God.
For a moment, time will stand still and you will see a glimpse of holiness.
My farmer and I marveled at how God is in the details.
Even when we feel bogged down and weighted with life.
God is still bringing about his purposes.
He longs to bring delight to His people.
The LORD your God is in your midst, a mighty one who will save; he will rejoice over you with gladness;
he will quiet you by his love; he will exult over you with loud singing.
Even in the ache.
Even in the struggle.
We just need to peel back the layers and see.
If we’re so wrapped in the struggle with an inward focus, we won’t be able to see beyond.
To see the work He is doing.
The sun is shining again.
The day has begun.
I am ready to see where God will lead today.
I lay my expectations and desires down at the foot of the cross.
I want this day to be about Him; not about me.
May He always ordain my steps and bless my path.
Blessings on your day today.
May there be a deep sense of hope when you feel alone.
May there be peace in the midst of chaos.
May there be joy through each step.
See, I am doing a new thing! Now it springs up; do you not perceive it?
I am making a way in the wilderness and streams in the wasteland.