A beginning. We all have to start somewhere, don't we? Today is the tenth anniversary of the Columbine massacre. It is also the day after my birthday, and three days after my tenth wedding anniversary. One day, April 20, 2009, holds horror, joy, remembrance, healing. A day is obviously not limited to one feeling, one event. I know this, of course, from other overflowing days in my life.
But I still find it mystical. A day takes on whatever size it needs to, to hold the expanses of heaven if it must. What has brought me through the dark days is the history burned into the deepest reaches of my soul that no matter how far I am stretched, God has gone ahead of me.
He is not surprised by any day that comes my way. He knows the plans he has for me, and they are for good. He has no plan B. This is the plan. He will bring me through to a future and a hope. My job is to keep going.
Jeremiah 29:11 "For I know the plans I have for you," declares the Lord, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future."
Dear God, Today is overloaded. Too much is going on for me to see you at work in my life. Help me really feel my hope for the plans you have. Help me remember all you have already done for me, so I can be thankful for what you are doing all the time. Thank you for your patience with me.
11 years ago
Whenever I feel as though I'm carrying a heavy load, I remember Philippians 4 and rejoice in Him always, and I offer prayer and petition with thanksgiving for everything. When I think on these thoughts, I'm grounded again and miracles grow.
ReplyDeleteThank you for your beautiful thoughts which help me to remember to have hope.
--Storiesbystacy
Hope is such a small word. Yet it carries us, surrounds us and embraces us. Your hopeful words express the hope and heart you bring to so many.
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