Little blessings

Last week was sort of rough – I got a cold, my hand got involved in a dog fight, for which I ended up in the ER in need of meds, I got some kind of stomach bug, plus the day to day stresses of life. I’m not trying to complain, because even through it all I was comforted and at peace knowing He was ever present with me. . but it was – rough.

On Monday mornings I meet with a group of ladies at a coffee house, Eternal Grounds.  With ever order, you get a blessing – a little scroll containing a Bible verse or two.  I don’t always look at mine – not sure just why.  The one I got yesterday I just stuck in my purse, as I often do, and just forgot about it.  I met with my friends, whom I hadn't seen for a while, and then left for work.  Later, I was to meet another friend for lunch. As I pulled into the parking lot I had this prompting (a little Holy Spirit nudge) to read the blessing I’d gotten that morning . . . so I did and this is what I read:

 
I must mention the really special part is that Isa 30:15 is a life verse for me and has always been a verse that speaks to me of God’s love and acceptance - it’s kinda like a special secret we share.   There have been so many times when He has used this verse to let me know He’s with me and has me covered.

So, when life gets a little messy I know that I can just rest in Him, He is my strength and the hand that holds me and I am BLESSED!

Clarity in our message and innocence in our dealings; prejudice and troubles will follow.

Abba, you know the conversation I had last night with N.  She was a friend from many years ago, a friend I shared my youth with, traveled with, lived with and then lost contact with.   We recently ran into each other and had lunch.  Last night she called me.  After some small talk she said she feels like she knows me, because of my fb posts – but that I don’t know her.   She told me she is a lesbian – and has always been. While I wasn't aware of this in our youth, I kinda figured it out after our lunch together.  I basically tried to be open to her and not to judge or condemn her in any way.  It’s her choice.  She also stated that she is a Unitarian and a democrat.  She was concerned because knowing what she knows about me, that I am a Christian, makes her anxious.  She doesn't want to pursue reestablishing our relationship – my words, not hers . . . and so the phone call ended.

The truth is, we don’t have much, if anything, in common – except we were once friends and have a shared history.  I am basically the same person I've always been – at least on some level, but I know my life was changed when I accepted Jesus as my Lord and Savior.  It’s hard for me to remember my life before I surrendered to Him, back when N and I were friends.  I now know that He has always held me in His heart and under the wings of His protection.  I’m not quite sure what to make of the phone conversation.  So I will leave it in Your hands and move on.