I am struck by the entire story. One I have read many times before, cringed through the details, wading through the sins of others, evil unspeakable acts, and yet a beautiful story emerges. My heart is left raw and vulnerable. After 13 years of marriage I have no children and my marriage is hard. Difficult truths have emerged, my faith is being tested. After 42 years on this earth, I have sinned and walked in darkness many times, and yet a beautiful story emerges. In the barrenness of my moments I have been brought to my knees. I have gone to my Lord and I have been redeemed. The salvation gift came to me many years ago, but recently I have been freed from many things I did not realize were weighing me down. I have come to know grace deeper, mercy closer, faith stronger, and love greater. I know compassion and humility better, joy and forgiveness quicker, and Jesus is more real to me than ever. The key to this life hinges on prayer, which brings intimacy with God, which brings life. Beautiful, true, bright and shining life. I pray for the hearts seeking, the eyes looking, the ears listening for some glimmer of hope. Hope is here, hope is now… just like the song goes, it is. Jesus paid the price for our restoration and He is our hope. No matter what this life brings, there is an everlasting Happily Ever After.
(The Work of His Hand)
She wanders, heart empty, through libraries, books-
Seeking and searching, taste words found in nooks.
Another day lived, as her soul is struck thin,
Feels her way through, wondering where to begin.
Step back and you watch her, confusion and grin-
Your own life is halted, interruptions within.
Orderly patterns, the American way-
Keeps dreaming in check, plan your life, plan your day.
This creature before you, seems lost and confused,
Poor soul needs some coaching, some wisdom to use.
And you, so helpful, you’re way sets things right-
Strategy and planning mask conviction and might.
Glimpse life without judgment, expecting what’s real.
Leave room for your heart, glimpse wide without shield.
Step forth and approach an open new gate-
Move boldly in, to prepared fertile blessed fate.
Your God who created you, knew you’d be here-
Placed hazel eyed Jennifer where you would be near.
No plan you envisioned nor life had you planned
Could stop this unfolding, the work of His hand.