The breezy, rainy night makes the morning cold. The moment is perfect to sit by the fireplace, bundled in flannel jammies and covered with my Christmas throw. Creating space for God, I rest my mind, so I can be still and tune into His Presence, pondering His words and heart for me. My life drama, real and perceived, begs for His attention, possibly His intervention, and definitely His affirmation that He is with me.
Bible in hand and reading the Book of Isaiah, the words trust God and find my strength in quietness and confidence illuminate. I can’t stop circling, underlining, and journaling my thoughts and prayers of what TRUST and STRENGTH mean. How, when, where, or what do I surrender in whatever I’m facing (financially, emotionally, and physically)? I don’t know the answer, but I do know that TRUST and STRENGTH are my new words for 2017. I feel edified.
Driving to work, these two words are still fresh in my mind. I vow to be open to what trusting Him will look like and what being strong in Him requires.
Eventually, the clients begin showing up for their appointments. One young lady comes up to the counter, excitedly letting me know she has a Christmas gift for me. Thank you! That is so sweet!
Taking hold of the recipe cards and Scripture verses she intentionally stacked together, I thumb through each one thoughtfully, appreciating the inspiration. She is telling me how she thought of me when she saw these two tags. I only see the backs with tiny words; they are so cute! Turning them over, my heart quickens as tears well up. For, in that moment, God Himself showed up to hand me His heart and tell me that He is with me.
One dog tag reads TRUST and the other STRENGTH.
I love using words to paint pictures. I love using paint to speak words of art. - Rikah