Recently, my prayer has been that God's light would truly shine through me in a very real way. Funny how God answers prayer. The more I see the light of the Lord, the more darkness I see in the world. People "having a form of godliness but denying its power" (2 Timothy 3:5). And others who are just truly lost, and without hope.
And it makes me sad. Sad for the people, and sad for the Almighty who is all-powerful and forever-loving. All-knowing and ever-faithful. The One who cares the most. And who was and is overlooked, and often, rejected. Day after day.
And then I am overwhelmed by urgency. The time is now. People need to hear. And see. That God is the Lord of the Heavens and the Earth. His love needs to be shared. With all of His people.
And I desire to be used as a vessel for His purpose. I am hopeful. Because my God is in control. And He reminds me of His love and faithfulness every day.
Sometimes Hope looks like the one bright flower. Or the single butterfly that found a place to rest.
I am reminded that the more we surrender, the closer we get to His plan and purpose, and our path aligns closer and closer with His.
And so, I pray for hope. Yesterday, today, and tomorrow. And I thank Him for His faithfulness. In each moment. The small and the big. He hears every time.
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