{photo by You Broke the Internet}
I feel like my life was saved multiple times and in multiple ways this week, and if I had the time and the energy, I suppose I could go on and on about each and every detail of what those ways were.
Instead, I'll tell you that every person and every situation participating in my salvation this week had one thing in common: They provided me with confirmation that I am not alone and that yes, I am doing the right thing.
Emails from friends, encouraging words from the cashier at our grocery store, music streaming through my stereo, books cracked open in bed, opportunities for new ministries . . . God is speaking to me and saving me through these this week, through reminding me that even in frustrating moments and trying times, He is still here. He is still speaking; He is still rescuing; He still cares.
It hasn't been a bad week, but it hasn't been a great one either. I have been unusually frustrated and down on my self this week, and just when I thought it was getting to be too much to handle, someone or something came through.
It's nice sometimes, isn't it, to just receive the confirmation that these things have happened before, they will happen again, but they are temporary, and we are not alone? It's nice to hear whispers from the Father that we're in the right place at the right time for the right reason.*
In every moment of weakness I experienced this week, I was buoyed up by the kind thoughts and words of other people. We are loved, we are appreciated, we are forgiven, and we are not alone. Sometimes, we just need to be told we are here at the very time we are needed. We need to be reminded that we have purpose, and we are the gift.
So that's what been saving my life this week. That's what has rescued me from drowning. What about you?
* I feel like "Christian" music can be hit or miss, but this week, two CDs have been on repeat in my car, and the words I hear every morning on my way to work have been part of this confirmation salvation: Christy Nockels' Into the Glorious and Audrey Assad's Heart.
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This post brings me joy.
Monday was rough for me. When it rains it pours and money struggles seem like they will sink me in every possible way. But then, oh but then, my father called last night and offered to do the nicest thing for me. I am not close with my father, we never talk on the phone, and truthfully, we don't really connect or get along, but he called this week and his kindness overwhelmed me. His kindness saved me and reminded me to be more gracious and forgiving to my father like Christ is with me. It was just what I needed.
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