There were times in my much younger, knew everything about everything days when I thought I had a handle on exactly who You are, Lord.
Boy, did I have so much to learn! And learn, I have, Lord.
I have learned that You are in the sweet fragrance of lavender-a smell so perfectly lovely that it puts a smile instantly on my face each time I smell it.
I have learned that You are the sunshine warming me when I stand outside, lift my head toward heaven and close my eyes on the first really Spring day. You are in that little gurgling smile of the children that You sent especially to me to nurture and love.
You are in the time that we spend with those we love, and in the memories of times spent with loved ones that keep us going when we miss them so much. You are in that word of wisdom that someone who would not have considered themselves to be crucial in my life or development gave me years ago, but that I think of and that guides me often.
Yes, You are in all the things that make this life so good and wonderful. And yet, You are in the things that we too often see as bad.
You are in the obstacle that I hated so much and that stood in the way of my having something that I wanted so badly. With the luxury of hindsight, I see, Lord, that that obstacle was there for my own protection. That thing that I wanted so very badly would have probably caused me much pain and been detrimental to my relationship with You.
You are in the ninety eight doors that were closed to me on my journey. Only You could know that what was waiting for me behind door ninety nine was made especially for me.
You are in the silence of those waiting times. Those times that I have so desperately wanted to move or to hear Your voice, but there was only silence. If I had not waited on You, it would not have been Your perfect timing which moved me, and my efforts would have fallen by the wayside and not been planted in the fertile soil that You were still tilling and preparing.
You are in the crushing blow that left me on my knees. Without the pain that came from the bruises, I would have never realized the sweet peace of relinquishing that pain into Your hands. Without that defeat, I would have never known the complete joy of the victor, or how divine the notes in the victorís song.
But even after all the things that Iíve learned of You through the years Lord, I realize just how little I know. Iím still learning about who You are, Lord. Everyday I am able to catch a small glimpse of that wondrous picture that will only come to full light when the day comes that I am in Your presence.
Thank You for what Iíve learned so far, Lord. Thank You for what Youíre going to show me tomorrow. And thank You for all the things that make You who You are.