I will meditate about your glory, splendor, majesty, and miracles. —Psalm 145:5 TLB
Some of us are slowly unfolding miracles, yet miracles nonetheless. In God’s timing and for his purposes, he has accomplished his work in me. And I’m grateful he continues the work. He knew I’d falter and question.
Someone once said, “Courage is fear that has said its prayer.” That resonates within me. I do many things today not because I feel brave, but because I have prayed and God has answered and met me with his strength in my utter weakness.
I don’t know what sends shudders down your spine, what threatens your security, what gnaws at your work, but my prayer is that my encouragement will bring you hope, even if it’s just the size of a breadcrumb—enough for you to take the next liberating step. I’ve learned that life is exceedingly difficult and that God is amazingly big. He will reign over our greatest losses, rectify our worst failures, and remedy our deepest insecurities.
I don’t understand all the ways of the Lord, but then I’m not supposed to. Faith carries us through life’s unknowns and God’s mysteries. But one day, one absolutely glorious day, I will “get it,” and more importantly I’ll see Jesus face to face. That irrepressible hope keeps me breathing deeply, walking faithfully, and singing triumphantly.