Wednesday, February 4, 2009

God: "With Me, you have hope. Must I write it on the wall for you?"

Me: "Well, that would help..."

God: "Done."



This picture was taken from my backyard. Our backyard and its contents belong to the church across the street. The shed contains furniture for the international students who go to the church, and here, hung on a little rusty nail, is this little sign. I noticed it when we were considering renting the house, and my heart stirred a little. We've needed some hope lately--for so many things: for our house to sell, for Change to be merciful to us...I could go on and on. I'm so thankful that when I'm around my husband, I laugh until I cry, and in some cases, if I'm eating....well, let's just leave that alone.Little moments of hysteria give me hope, as well as my moments with God, and now, this mysterious little sign does, too. I don't know where it came from, but I'd like to think it was Divinely positioned there just for me when I'm looking out the kitchen window while I'm doing the dishes. Sometimes God does spell it out. And it's on the wall right in front of our faces.

2 comments:

Kelly said...

I love this. What a gift. I love how He places things in our lives that speak to us of Him, where we least expect it, when we're not looking.

Jane said...

This does my own heart good.
I will pray for you.
~jane