Multitude of Blessings

This past week was a time of serving and a time of rest; serving at the hospital offering lunch bags and prayers with a hug or two.  The blessings flowed my way.  My husband took a day off during the week and we spent the whole day out in our haven, our back yard, and also out at the pond, where my writing began.  More blessings and gifts were produced.  They may seem ordinary to some, but to me, they were gifts from the Father.  My eyes were open and my senses were tuned in to discover what my Heavenly Father had for me this week.  My heart swelled once again. His blessings overflowed.  Let me show you. . . .

473.  perseverance

474.  education

475.  praying with the sick in hospitals

476.  antiseptic handwash

477.  elevators~for tired, sore legs

478.  for the Holy Spirit speaking through me when offering prayers for strangers

479.  smiles, gratefulness, and hugs from these same strangers

480.  catching up with a friend at our favorite lunch place

481.  crushed ice

482.  board games and jenga being played at dining room table with loved ones

483.  witnessing another bird feeding his family

484.  natures decorations

485.  thorns~remembering that after pain, beauty can follow

486.  sweet scented flowers from the Father

487.  the cutest of bugs on his shiny yellow seat

488.  happy little flowers with honey bee going in to enjoy

489.  sunlight on leaves

490.  finding the heart that began the writings

491.  the most loving, loyal, faithful hand I know, the one that holds mine and let's me know it will all be ok

Also reminds me of Isaiah 41:10 and another loving, faithful hand I take hold of many times

492.  more of natures decor

493.  dragonflies~an interesting creation from God

494.  delicate wings

495.  interesting, beautiful grass

496.  peaceful, God meets me here pond

My place where I went when I was hurting, I was bewildered and shocked, I was angry and sad and depressed and confused and did not understand why a loving, intelligent, kind, sweet boy of mine would change so and leave.  God met me here everytime.  He let me vent, He let me cry and shout, and scream.  I prayed, I talked, I paced around, I sat still with the Word in my lap and I listened.  And He touched me, He whispered to me, He brought me gifts, and He let me know that His eye was on my loved one and everything would be ok in His timing.  He healed my heart. He healed it before my prayer was answered. Glory to God in the highest!  Glory to God who is full of compassion and to the One who keeps His promises.  When He says He will never leave or forsake us, I can attest to the fact that He doesn't. He won't!  Do you need someone to hear you?  Go to Him. Go!  Talk to Him, pour out your heart.  Then be still and listen.  And watch for the gifts, they are there, look. He has them with your name on them.

Be blessed dear friends! 

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