It's been a lazy Sunday, Sisterhood.. I pray that you've all gotten some much needed rest!!
As I sit under my favorite blanket, allowing the stillness of the evening to wash over me, I am profoundly struck by God's faithfulness. And I am thankful. I'm talking about faithfulness in that deep way. The kind of way that only He and I and you and Him know about. The kind of way that absolutely settles it for you; those moments that you look back on and realize what it meant to be held by God. I wonder sometimes if we forget to notice the countless times His fingerprints are impressed on our lives by the hands of people He uses to display His Faithfulness.
I'm going to be super transparent and share just one of those Faithful God stories with you. A "feel good" one, if you will. Today as I was sitting in the quiet, just reflecting about what to write, I remembered the "Shoes" story. Most people who haven't known me for too long, don't know that at one time I was a single mom of 3. Most of those memories have stayed stored up, harbored in my heart for safe-keeping. I've come to realize that it's OK to tell, and that it's not in any way dishonoring anyone related to that time period. It's about honoring the goodness of the God who showed up for a mama, who's heart just needed a sign that HE remembered her. What I can share is that I had a 5 year old little boy with a need. There was no money. Period. We didn't have a place of our own and lived in a room at my sister's. My youngest son had begun to outgrow his shoes and was in desperate need of a new pair. It was getting cold and I remember thinking, "he needs some little lace up boots for winter". If you've never experienced anything remotely like this, I pray you never do. There is no worse feeling in the world than being a mom, not having a way to take care of your kids-to be able to provide the basic needs for them. It's heartbreaking. I did the only thing I knew to do-pray. I prayed for God to help me provide shoes for my baby boy.
As God would ordain, someone had brought a bag of clothes to my sister to go through. Since her kids were a little younger than mine, she knew those clothes wouldn't fit them. She asked if I wanted to look for my boys. Wouldn't you know, smack in the middle of that bag of clothes was a box. You guessed it-shoes!! Not only were these shoes the PERFECT size for my son, they were lace up little leather boots-never worn!! I've rarely shared this story. Tonight, it felt like it fit just right in this season of thankfulness.
Over and over again, I am still learning that we serve a God who can supernaturally split a sea, part flooding waters, and even raise the dead; but not just that and even more so, He uses people to show us His faithfulness. In that season, God used a kind stranger whose giving wasn't even meant for me- to remind me of who He was and what I meant to Him.
Sisters, sleep well tonight, knowing that God is always doing more than we can ever think or imagine. Rest, with the assurance that He hears your prayers. He holds your tears. He is working things out for your good and His glory. He is Faithful.
"All my life You have been faithful
All my life You have been so, so good
With every breath that I am able
I will sing of the goodness of God"