Parting Seas

The day had been…interesting. Time with a friend morphed into a half day event while new acquaintances unexpectedly made. The afternoon evolved and reinvented itself with me reeling in the wake. Plus, my usual cheery husband was down. His teasing smile and mischievous nature was lacking. It was like the life had been snuffed out of him.

     My thoughts worried over him. Though I asked him what was wrong or what I could do, no response answered. All I could do was seek the Lord and ask Him to minister to his heart.

     But despite his downcast spirit, dinner needed preparing and evening activities still loomed. Chopping vegetables and throwing them into a pot, I rushed to ready for dinner. Dishes slammed into cupboards while laundry flew from the washing machine into the dryer. I grabbed for a spoon to stir the pot on the range when… Ding-Dong!

      “Who is that?” Sweet Pea asked, eyeing the front door. Curiosity reared as I randown the hallway. I threw open the door. surprise flickered. A dear friend stood on the stoop with her daughter and husband.

     My friend beamed. Joy radiated from her every pore.

     “I wanted to share the news with you in person.” She rubbed a hand on her protruding belly. Three weeks from giving birth, she was about to burst. Our friends had asked us to pray for a specific issue pertaining to the pregnancy. From Sweet Pea to my husband and me, all three of us prayed earnestly throughout her term and interceded for the family.

     This very afternoon, there had been an ultrasound. The smiles on their faces sparked hoe in my chest. Eagerness peaked high. I held my breath and waited.

     “God answered our prayers!” She announced. A huge grin spread over my lips.

     “Hallelujah   !” I whooped, hurtling out of the front door to bear hug my friend, “Praise the Lord!”

     Discouraging news had been given them two weeks ago. But a report last week infused new hope. To see God part the seas and make miracles happen, spread joy through me like wildfire. And on a day where worries and dampened spirits ran amuck, such joy ignited fresh hope. It was a gift not to keep to oneself but to share.

     “Sweetheart, come out here!” I called into the house. As we waited for him, our friends, Sweet Pea, and I rejoiced. To experience and share the goodness of the Lord with fellow believers ministered such life-giving joy. By the time my husband appeared at the doorway, laughter and hugs had made their rounds.

     “God answered our prayers!” I heralded. My heart overflowed. Just to see God work miracles and answer prayers reinfused new life. For it is in these small and large details where we see God at work.

     God is always working, always moving, and constantly watching over his children. Even in those small, uttered prayers beneath our breath, God hears us. And He cares…especially for the fine details.

     I have often found God amid the minute details. Just as God crafted every infinite detail of our bodies, HE also delights in working out the small and large details of our lives. And on a day where I needed reminded of God’s miraculous working power, His answer to our prayers, spoke deep assurances and love over me.
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     God delights to answer the prayers of His children. to witness Him parting seas, increases faith and garners greater love. Give me the desire of my heart and make all my plans succeed, prays the psalmist in Psalm 20, “Let me shout for joy over your victory and raise the banners of the Lord our God high.” May it be so for each one of us this day. May He grant all your requests and anoint you with favor. Amen.
 
Prayer
Thank You God for these small and large reminders of Your goodness. Thank You God for reminding me who is in charge and whose power intercedes and covers us. Thank You God for giving me what I needed when I needed it most. I praise Your Name and sing to You a new song. All praise and honor to Your holy Name.