sunday after a lovely lunch with a sweet girl i have been blessed to do life with, i went back to the office to work for a little bit. as i was walking to my office, i noticed someone in the building. i stopped and talked for a few minutes. they asked a question or two and then they asked the big one….
how did you get to oklahoma from tampa?
they probably wanted some short simple answer. for some reason i felt compelled to share much more. my story. not the full on i wish she would quit talking story but just enough.
enough to remember what God has done.
enough to remember where He has brought me and how He sustained me.
enough to remember the adventure of traveling and the mind blowing provision.
enough to stir my heart to hope more.
longer.
to rest a little bit longer.
if i am being honest, sometimes my heart simply gets tired of hoping. not doubting, for something in my heart knows what i have heard to be absolutely true…just grows impatient. another year passes. another dream differed. laid to the side.
and i think it is in those moments that He sees that. and He reminds me just like He promised He would.
Not one word of all the good promises that the Lord had made to the house of Israel had failed; all came to pass. Joshua 21:45
i love that. NOT ONE WORD of ALL the good promises.
not one. that is what i am banking on. that is what i am hoping in. that is where i am resting.
