30 Days of Thankfulness, Day #20 Life is Fragile

Life is fragile.
I know this from experience.
How in a moment this life can be changed forever.

The call came early.
I could hear the kids talking and moving upstairs.
Way too early for them to moving yet.

I became concerned.

A friend Eric, who had just been here on the farm visiting, had been in a bad car accident.
He is fighting for his life.
And the kids get in the car, on an icy day and head to CT.

I breathe deep Ancient Words and promises given to a people created and love by God.
I run to truth and stand on solid rock.
The way of worry and fear not happening.

I am grateful for technology.
The college girl turned nurse, texts me the whole drive.
She keeps me up to date on road conditions and where they are.
She also passes along updates on their friend Eric.

I pray.
I open that Ancient Word and dig deep for reminders of truth.

I Samuel 1:11
And she made a vow, saying, “Lord Almighty, if you will only look on your servant’s misery and remember me, and not forget your servant but give her a son, then I will give him to the Lord for all the days of his life, and no razor will ever be used on his head.”

Hannah prayed with a vow.
A servants heart.

She was willing to sacrifice the very thing she longed for.

Do I have such faith?
Can I give up the very thing I long for?

I ponder these things as we pray and storm the gates of heaven for a miracle for this young man.

Life is fragile.

We need to be thankful for each moment.
Even in the hard.
We look for hope and God’s promises even in the darkest moments.
He never leaves us nor forsakes us.

Isaiah 41:10
So do not fear, for I am with you;
    do not be dismayed, for I am your God.
I will strengthen you and help you;
    I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.

God holds us through the fragile moments.
He breathes life and truth into our weary, tired souls.
He created that soul.
Someday that soul will return to Him.

If you’re weary, praying for a miracle; waiting on God for that which seems so out of reach, don’t lose hope.

Hannah prayed for a miracle for years.
Devoted.
Focused.
Intentional.
She was taunted and ridiculed, yet she kept her focus on God.
Her eyes stayed fixed on the One who loved her.

The night our son died, I didn’t know that he was dying.
I didn’t have the chance to intercede with prayer;
to cry out to God for a miracle.

Tonight, I have that chance for Eric, and I’m crying out with all I have.
I believe in a God of miracles.
I also believe that while healing for Eric is the miracle we seek, God will perform many other miracles if we keep our eyes open.
God may not have performed a miracle the night Elijah met him, but since then there have been miracles of different proportions.
Lives have been changed, God has ministered to our family in ways we never thought possible.

Sometimes the miracle is in letting go and letting God.

Sometimes it is in the surrender
that we see God’s greatest work.

For when the words, “It is finished”, were uttered from the cross, the greatest miracle of all happened in the surrender of a life.

30 days of Thankfulmess

I am thankful for

Prayer
Memories
Miracles
Technology
Life
Hot coffee to process it all

Hope
Grace
Friendships
Firemen
Faith

I know I keep posting this song.
But it speaks to the importance of hope.
Life is fragile.