First, did not intend that anything I wrote here be for sale. Apparently when I hit the drop down I left in on the wrong one.
The Lord is doing a work. Everywhere I see His hand. The sifting the re-positioning, the "awakening" in many cases, evidences that He is ever working, every working.
I'm hard pressed not to have a day or a night that I am not in wonder. At times, for me, it is uncomfortably. Other times I am grinning as I feel His hand moving me one direction or another.
No doubt, He is very much doing a work.
I have not been a sweet Christian lady all my life. I'm not that now. I would like to think I am cordial, polite. I know I have seen much, even done much and just do not breathe the kind of innocence that permeates from those who have led good clean lives.
On the other hand, I have not been so far into the depths that all I am is grit. I am not hard. In fact, I am easily broken, on the inside anyway.
I just see His hand. I see it in lives around me. I see it in my own. I see miraculous things happening all around and so many times it seems people are oblivious or something, as if lives move so fast their human eyes cannot detect.
I wonder . . .
Could it be those that expect to see are the ones that are given the vision to be able to?
Could it be that the vision is already there but many just don't take the time?
I don't really know.
I just know He IS. He IS.
I, I am small. I am insignificant. I have made so many mistakes in this life to recall them all would be impossible.
As far as the east is from the west, so the song said. How grateful I am.
I can tell you clearly, without hesitation that I did not, nor do I "deserve" anything He has done or still does-
That fact that He chose me is still astounding.
My human mind cannot fathom the why. My gratefulness though has to push past all that to the point of surrender and acceptance that He did.
He DID choose me. He DID forgive me. He DOES love me.