the little confirmations
epiphanies
the truths spoken by another
that happen to be gracefully
placed in your lap?
Most especially the ones that ease your mind
lessen the pressing pressure of what next, what now, what if and what if not?
The ones that make resting and trusting and doing just our small part in this ginormously, great big world more like grace and less like not enough, even drudgery?
God is for us. God is with us.
Step easy, Lisa, tell others the same, that
there are places He is preparing.
Seemingly insignificant or maybe no step at all; yet, even my planted feet and heart in places I think dull and lowly are privy to the light.
We are not meant to be seen as God’s perfect, bright shining examples, but to be seen as the everyday essence of ordinary life exhibiting the miracle of His grace.
Wisdom from Oswald Chambers
The seemingly useless steps are taking us to places we’ll be a light, maybe be warmed by the light of another. Then, round the corner and look back, enlightened.
I believe this.
I am trusting this as truth.
I just keep taking the next step knowing there’s no call for standing in the crowd and recounting my failures, there’s no retribution that demands I shrug off the notice of the works of my hands.
There’s no need to deny or lessen the good by stepping back into my wanderings to tell of the bad.
There’s grace in the ordinary life I live that just needs to live, knowing it’s all miracle, all of this beautiful stuff every morning.
All the days long.
A wise man I read as often as possible shares occasionally, using the phrase “Miracle, All of It” and gracious his words are beautiful and true examples!
The everyday essence. Bird nests discovered, things coming through, us being children of God, dogs snoring, eyes waking, happenstance meetings to discover “me too”.
No accidental occurrences.
Miracles
of grace.
And us happy all the day because of them.
This is God’s desire,
I believe.
Wow. Camped out on:
“I just keep taking the next step knowing there’s no call for standing in the crowd and recounting my failures, there’s no retribution that demands I shrug off the notice of the works of my hands.”
Amazing and beautiful.
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Thank you so much. Happy Saturday and Father’s Day weekend!
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Oh, my, goodness. You must know I appreciate your even reading my random ramblings!!!
Hint: when a Southern girl says Oh, my goodness, that’s a big deal.
Hint 2: rarely do Southern women call themselves women, we’re always girls.
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AMEN to all your words, and thrice over. Blessings as He continues to shower with His grace.
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Thank you!
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