NOT {Word-less Wednesday}...just because...

So, after much thought, I've decided to boycott Wordless Wednesday 

because I have something to say after all.

I LOVE HOW GOD LOVES!

I've been struggling the last few weeks with God's seemingly silent self in the BIG things in my life...

You know, BIG things like 

finances

vocation

singleness

health

I've been struggling with knowing that

 I know

 that I know

that I know

that I'm following God's path here.

{are you tracking with me and that sentence???}

His SILENCE is overwhelming and LOUD sometimes

and it makes me question if I'm really hearing Him right.

Is He really drawing me

 to silence

to stillness

to complete trust

to wait

And for some reason I just need reassurance from time to time that I am hearing Him correctly.

And He is THAT good 

that He finds time to remind me that while He is 

patient

longstanding 

unruffled 

laid back

SILENT

in BIG things

He is PRESENT in the small...

{Which is His gift to me...His reminder that He still ministers to me along the path of solitude}

So here's His reminder for today...

I happen to be in possession of my grandmother's copy of "Streams in the Desert"

{Apparently my grandmother bought it for HER mother in 1951}

Anywho...I read it occasionally, but not daily.

If you are not familiar with the book, it was written in 1925 by Mrs. Charles E. Cowman.

Which, translated means- it's in Old English language and I am a fan.

SO, this morning I walked past this book and deep in my spirit felt compelled to pick it up and read it.

But I didn't, I walked right passed.

A second time I walked past the book and very distinctly felt the impression that I needed to 

stop walking and read.

And it's not a coincidence that this is what it said...

"Did you ever hear of any one being much used for Christ who did not have some special waiting time, 

some complete upset of all his or her plans first...

God's love being unchangeable, He is just as loving when we do not see or feel His love.  Also His love and His sovereignty are co-equal and universal;

so He withholds the enjoyment and conscious progress because He knows best what will really ripen and further His work in us....

I laid it down in silence,

This work of mine,

And took what had been sent me-

a resting time.

The Master's voice had called me

to rest apart;

Apart with Jesus only

Echoed my heart.

I took the rest and stillness 

From His own Hand,

and felt this present illness

wast what He planned.

How often we choose labor,

when He says, "REST"

our ways are blind and crooked

His way is best....

There is a blessed resting

in lying still

In letting His hand mould us,

just as He will.

His work must be completed.

His lesson set;

He is the higher Workman:

Do not forget!

....

God provides resting places as well as working places.  

Rest, then, and be thankful

when He brings you, 

wearied to a wayside well."

Somehow the Sovereign hand of God knew that on this day

April 13th, 2011

I would need the healing balm of these words...

And somehow, way beyond my understanding,

His hand guided another's, back in 1925,

to speak these words for me

today

from Him.

I LOVE HOW HE LOVES....

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