I have seen it time and time and time again.
Sometimes you can't tell by my behavior.
Like when I'm stressed about money and my husband says 'It's going to be fine.'
And I, ever the supportive, sweet wife spit through clenched teeth...
BASED ON WHAT? HOW DO YOU KNOW? ARE WE LOOKING AT THE SAME BILLS? I DON'T WANT A PEP RALLY, I WANT A PLAN!
Or this week as my son became a driver and I am tense with fear and trembling. How will he survive when he's a solo driver? I fret in my almost-asleep hours.
Or when I read about this sweet lady, the same age as me... who's been married the same amount of time as me... who is now fighting for her life and I am ....
actually, I truly am hopeful for her and for her family.
why the difference? because I am choosing to remember the faithfulness of God...
The same God who saved this sweet lady's family, the same God who led Joshua to the promised land, the same God who saved me from childhood sexual abuse... The same God who is consoling my friend Patty as she grieves for her son as the anniversary of his death approaches...He's got her in His hand-
His faithful, loving, outstretched hand.
Oh, that I would remember this always- even during the small moments like this morning when my car that I just got the transmission rebuilt for sputtered (and threatened to die) during carpool.
Remembering His faithfulness should be easy- especially as I'm reading story after story this morning from the discussion for the Backpacking Through Joshua Study. So, instead of freaking out about my small, insignificant car troubles, I'm writing out scriptures to carry with me lest I forget... and if panic or fear threatens me, I shall say out loud:
Great is Thy Faithfulness!