My mind flits from one thought to the next, like a monarch looking for the perfect place to land. All places to land give life, but one may be more life giving than the next…so I flit around what I feel led to share. How will you respond? What will you think of me? I hestitate, but as the hours tick by, I become a little more confident that the Lord wants me to be transparent…honest. I like honest.
So here goes…
After two weeks of wrestling with the Lord, I give thanks for this life that I have been given. And I see Thad begin to give thanks… And this thanksgiving has opened heaven’s floodgates.
I remember Ann Voskamp’s words: Thanksgiving always precedes the miracle.
I am living in the miracle after the thanksgiving. Those days and weeks after the half-hearted thanks and whole-hearted submission…God opens both hands and pours out His blessing…showing His faithfulness, His goodness.
Every day, for 10 days, our boxes, mail boxes and email boxes, have bursted with God’s provision. One sweet mama has committed to love my porch swing kids and provide monthly for their needs. A child, a third grader, has emptied her giving jar to help us love our neighbors. Another mama felt the prompting of the Holy Spirit and sent us Wal-Mart gift cards to give away. My heart is bursting and my hands are eager to bless.
Thanksgiving always precedes the miracle.
What miracles have I missed in the 14 months that I have clung to my plan for my life?
I stand on the other side of thanksgiving and I see God. I feel God. I am beginning to know God in a different light. And I am getting to know this new me, this new creature that He is not done with yet.
My heart longs for you to search your own heart and know it more intimately with each beat…are you missing out on the miracle?
Give thanks-no matter what the circumstance-and wait for your miracle.
It’s coming…and it’s more than you can imagine or think.