There are moments when I need a reminder of God’s presence.
I don’t become “derailed” easily and it’s not the big stuff that does it to me – somehow, when the inevitable, big storms come, I am more able to acknowledge my inability to make things right and He “sets my feet on a rock and He gives me a firm place to stand.” (Psalm 40.2) I don’t wallow in the “why me?” mode because many years ago, I learned an invaluable lesson about the ugliness of entitlement and I was introduced to the question,”why not me?” I may feel overwhelmed for a time when the big stuff happens but I run to Him quicker.
For me, it’s the accumulation of the little but unresolved stuff that lands me in a place of defeat. More often than not, relational discord squirms its way into my discouragement but if I’m really honest with myself, there are times that I experience great frustration when things don’t go my way…and it’s just plain ugly. My body responds with a heavy fatigue, my mind feels knotted, my soul is restless, my heart is troubled and inevitably, my tears are unleashed – I lose perspective for a time…
…until God, in His love and mercy, shows Himself to me. It may be a song or a friend’s listening kind of love…it may be my husband’s arms or the reassuring words of truth in the scriptures. His creative ways are endless and personal.
This time, it was found in a picture that Dawne took on the weekend, while we were visiting Sainte-Marie Among the Hurons. We were all mesmerized by the twirling smoke of the fire, illuminated by the sun beam. It was such a beautiful picture of God’s strong presence…and it calmed me.
Oh, how he loves me. I was reminded of an old hymn that I learned many years ago.
Oh, How He Loves You and Me – author unknown