I was born in Seattle and have lived in Washington all my life. I am pretty familiar with this state, especially in regards to the rain and we’ve had a lot of it. It’s what makes our state so green and for that, I’m thankful.
But oh the warmth of the sun.
God knows how much I love the sun and I don’t mean that in a figurative way. He actually knows. There have been times when I have not been sitting in the sun and he has made himself known by stretching its rays in my direction.
Sometimes God speaks to my heart through the beauty of his creation. It’s because he knows my love language. I didn’t use to see it, I didn’t use to believe. At times, doubt still creeps in, it’s as though I forget he’s my Father. I forget who I am. I forget that he sees me. I forget I am known.
I turn them into mere coincidences.
Several years ago, I was up earlier than normal. It was so I could help my teenager get out the door on time. A little later, my husband would leave for work, but before he did, we got into a heated argument. I can’t remember what it was about. I just remember our marriage was running thin on hope.
Rather than going back to bed, I grabbed the only thing I knew might help.
I sat there with my bible and cried. I didn’t feel like opening it, so I didn’t. I remember thinking Where are you God? Why do I feel so alone? Our marriage needs help. That’s when the light from the sun shined through the trees and into my living room window and onto me. It was like he wrapped me in a blanket of sunbeams, an experience I’ll never forget.
I remember another time too. I was lying in my bed. Lonely. Depressed. God, I need you. Why am I such a mess? and from behind the clouds, out came the sun. My curtain was open just enough to let in the warmth of the sun and I knew it was because of him. It’s happened more than once.
I used to struggle as a daughter. I used to believe I wasn’t enough. As a young girl, I felt unworthy + unloved. My daddy loved me, but I just couldn’t see it. I learned in Sunday School I had a Father in Heaven. He loved me too. I struggled to accept it, but God continued to give it. Many times, through lyrics in songs.
I discovered the cassette tape at a neighbor’s home. She said I could have it, so I took it home. I listened to it often and often in the dark. The song was called Shine by Randi Crawford. It became a favorite, even over Boyz II Men. God is with me now and He was with me then.
God also uses words in books and affirmation from friends. I can go a long way on an encouraging word which is the reason I do open my bible. It’s where I find hope and cling to God’s promises. It’s also where I can find an orange sticky note attached to a page.
It’s found on page 762, in Isaiah 41 verse 10.
So do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you; I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.
Words have the power to change a mindset. Words have the power to transform. Words have the power to make or break a human person. We can do a lot of damage with our words.
I am a talker (and a hugger). My husband, not so much (good thing, he is also a hugger). I am trying to learn to be slow to speak and quick to listen. I am darn good at going on and on and on… and on. My poor husband. What do you think about this or about that? Were you even listening to anything I just said? As for my children, I’m pretty sure they are immune to my voice. Do your homework! Clean up your mess! Don’t forget this! Don’t forget that! Seriously, you guys! Please! Stop yelling!
I think I need to take my own advice.
I’m thankful I can go to God for things like forgiveness and grace. I can go to him with anything and everything, as can you. He is always available, always listening. I don’t always recognize or feel God’s presence—just like I don’t always see or feel the warmth of the sun. But He is still near.
Sometimes we have to wait in silence. Sometimes we just have to trust. Sometimes we can’t hear God when he is calling us. This Father’s Day, Remember he is with you. Remember the moments.
Remember the Father’s Love.
The Lord is near to all who call on him, to all who call on him in truth. -Psalm 145:18