It’s not been very fun.
I’ve been struggling with migraines off and on for two weeks.
Yesterday morning greeted me with the same migraine I’d gone to bed with.
It wasn’t exactly a welcoming way to wake up.
Yet, the Lord’s soft voice reminded me to trust.
Time with the Lord helped me sort out my emotions and my priorities.
My prayer request, which I shared with a friend and our children, was my resting in the Lord’s hands.
Especially since we were expecting to have Pastor and his wife over for supper.
We are just getting to know the body here, and with the appointment, my “to do” list was longer than usual.
With all these things on my mind, I knew my struggle would be with letting go of the desires I’d already formed and simply trusting God with it all.
Personally, I had been praying for my husband.
He had shared his own request with me the night before.
Prayer for our daughters, the two in college, has been a continuous thread in my conversations with Jesus.
Throughout the earliest part of the morning the Lord brought several people to mind and heart.
It is always a pleasure to lift up others in prayer, but it can also be exhausting.
Since my body was already struggling, even praying seemed to require more effort.
Yet, I knew I could rest in God’s love.
It was mid morning.
I’d been struggling through teaching homeschool.
Our sweet Anne had made me a heat pack for my head.
I’d closed my eyes for a moment, trying to pray for strength to do what was required.
It was incredible.
My migraine melted away.
Before too long, I was able to share with the kids and text my friend the praise report.
It was such a pleasure to be free from the pain.
As the day went on I received a text.
It was relating a fact which was another answer to prayer.
It was an amazing answer to years of prayer, one I’d prayed on faith alone, because circumstances did nothing to show it as being possible.
My heart rejoiced.
God was teaching me, speaking with me, about His faithfulness.
These days of restrictions physically have worn me down emotionally.
The voice of doubt has whispered, “Will you ever be well?” too often of late.
Battling the enemy can wear upon the soul.
God was lifting my heart.
And He wasn’t finished.
That afternoon I received a call from one of our college students.
She was excited to relate circumstances which support and encourage her endeavors at school.
It was another answered prayer.
When my husband arrived home, he was in great spirits.
He shared with me how God had really answered his prayer request of the previous night.
It brought tears to my eyes as I listened to yet another answered prayer.
Pastor and his wife arrived and we all had a lovely time of fellowship and getting to know one another.
As I prepared for bed, reflecting on our conversation, it occurred to me that it was another answered prayer.
I’d asked God several times throughout the day to bless our time together.
And that’s exactly what occurred.
In the moment of reflection God’s truth was apparent.
The enemy might be able to fling discouragement and doubt at me.
My body might be frail or in pain.
Life might require courage and trust to face the unknown.
But nothing compares to the faithfulness of Christ Jesus.
He is worthy of all praise and honor.
His Word is life.
His love is true.
His salvation is perfect.
Dear Jesus,
Thank You so much for so many answered prayers. Thank You for carrying me through each and every day. Thank You for holding me in Your hands. No matter the circumstances, You are faithful. Thank You!
patientlyhopeful 