“Master, I believe,” the man said, and worshiped Him.(John 9:37-38)
I am so very thankful that I know His voice. Even during the years I wasn't a Christian, I heard His voice - and did not submit to Him. I was looking right at Him, yet through Him.
I can remember being in a drunken or drug induced stupor and feeling so lost. so empty. in such a dark, dark place. a bottomless pit. a void. and hearing a whisper.
Looking back now, I know it was Him.
I am so thankful I no longer abide in that place of not being intimate with Him. That He has filled the void and no longer do I turn to alcohol, drugs, men.
That I turn to Him.
I love that I worship Him. That I see Him everywhere. That I praise Him for the beauty and joy of life. For my husband. our children. healed relationships. forgiveness. the fruits of the Spirit.
Yesterday, while working I lifted my face up to be kissed by His leaves falling gracefully in their splendid colors to the ground. I smiled while watching them get caught up in a whirlwind, reflecting their colors in the sunshine, as they danced.
My Father is so awesome.
The last thing I remember before falling asleep last night was thanking Him for blessing us with a home surrounded by woods. For His sounds of singing through the insects, animals, wind and trees coming through the open window.
For the sound of my husband breathing beside me.
How blessed and thankful that I recognize His voice in all that He surrounds me with.
2 comments:
It's so amazing to me as well to see Him behind and before. Before He picked me up and swept me off my feet. I love the way He shows us how he loved us before we ever loved him. How humbling. Thanks for sharing Deby!! Blessings~
Amen
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