I would like to take a moment and introduce to you my guess blogger Bethany:
Welcome! I’m Bethany E. Donham and I love my life! I’m also in love with a man who is not my husband. But it’s ok, my husband knows all about it and encourages the affair. In fact we often talk about Him casually over the dinner table and His name comes up in our pillow talk on a regular basis. His name is Jesus. Have you met Him?
It’s because of this love affair that I started this blog. A lot of times I find myself lost in thought over something Jesus is trying to teach me. Or I just can’t seem to understand something without writing it down. So this is more for me than anyone else. If you like what I have to say, great! If not, that’s ok too. These are true stories inspired by my daily struggles as a wife, mother of two girls, and Preschool Minister.
I treasure life, laughter, and above all else, love! So, check it out. Leave a comment and let me know your thoughts too.
I’ve always believed that less is more. Fewer activities. Smaller houses. Closer friends.
So, why is it a surprise then, when God shows up in the most humble ways?
Lately I have been amazed at how God has been responding to me. And if you are in a place where you feel like God has forgotten your hurt, maybe it’s time to get back to basics.
My heart hurts a lot. I know a lot of people who are hurting and God has wired me to practically feel physical pain when those that I love share their hurt with me. I’ll be honest and say that can become quite burdensome if I don’t keep it in check. I retreat a lot. I go off by myself a lot. I am not at all uncomfortable spending an entire day in solitude.
It’s during those times when I am still that I can hear God the loudest. Notice I did not say that He speaks the loudest when I am still. I believe He is always there waiting to say something, I can just hear him better when I am still. I draw up on Psalm 46:10 a lot. I have to.
Because when I am still I notice. I notice when He answers me.
I have two teenage daughters. (Prayers are always welcome on my behalf). They are loud, busy and always moving girls. They are always playing music too loud, running off somewhere or engrossed in the latest YouTube craze. Each one has a flair for the dramatic and have their own theater and dance outlets. They are priceless beauties and I am losing my grip on them more and more each day. As it should be.
Imagine a typical evening at my house when each one in their separate rooms have on their own favorite song. I don’t know about you, but if my favorite song is on, it ain’t at a low volume.
So it is with my girls.
What happens if I call to them? Do you think they would hear me? Do you think they would notice my voice?
Of course not. They continue dancing in their bedrooms or (and I have no idea how she does this with her music on let alone in the quiet) continue to work her Pre-Calculus homework.
I have to go directly to each one of my children, tell her to turn the music down so I they can hear me.
Do you need to turn your music down?
God’s not going to yell to get your attention. He’s just not. He’s a still small voice that speaks whispers into the hearts of those who are listening for it. He’s working every single moment of every single day and He delights in giving you your hearts desire.
But, can you hear Him? Do you see Him working?
What is so cool about God is that He’s God, but He doesn’t boast about it. He’s so complex but so very simple. He could move mountains. He can heal the sick. He can mend broken hearts. But He’s not going to be obvious about it. He’s a bit of a seek and find kinda guy. You gotta be looking for His handiwork in the every day.
I needed God to show up today. I needed a reminder that He’s still here even after a long week. I headed to my quiet space and told Him that.
And this is how He responded. This is the whisper into my heart.
Why do you need me to show up if I am always there?
It was so simple. And I was reminded of the beauty of that truth. He is always there. In everything He created.
So, then I just wanted a simple reminder and confirmation. And you know what the Creator of the Universe did? He sent me a tiny bird to dance and dazzle me in the treetops.
But I was looking for it. My heart was expectant.
I think sometimes we don’t get what we ask for because we don’t expect God to follow through.
Why wouldn’t He?
Why would your Father give you a snake instead of what your heart desires? (Luke 11:11)
We aren’t looking for it. We are too busy on our devices or we’ve got our music too loud. Or our calendar is too full to just be still.
How many blessings have I missed because I wasn’t expecting the simple but looking for the extravagent?
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