Expect a Miracle!

See this puppy? He was born on a sidewalk and when his owner found him he was still and lifeless. She didn't give up on him: She willed the little guy back to life! And then she got to enjoy him running around under her feet for about three months. He was nice and strong and happy. Then he got sick and he died. It was a sad day, but the joy that he brought in his short little life was immeasurable. He was a miracle that will never be forgotten. He was so cute. In another picture that I took I held him in the palm of my hand; so much like how the Lord holds us in the palm of His hand... Except for my hand is small and my strength finite. Unlike the Lord's hand which is my strong tower, and His strength infinite!!!

Knowing that the Lord holds me in His hand gives me a strength that runs eternal. Even when failures and disappointments come, I know that the Lord watches over me. In Isaiah it states that He has graven me in the palms of His hands, and that my walls are continually before Him. In that I have hope amongst the heartaches and the pain that this life sometimes throws at me.

I saw that little building again in my travels. The one that I spoke of in my last post. The one that looked like it might be a church. It is a Church! I pulled up in front of it and looked in the window. I counted twelve chairs. And there was a little plaque in the window. It said, "Expect a Miracle!" What a testimony! There was a pastor's name and a time for a Sunday morning service and even a time for a Wednesday night service! Someone has a vision and they aren't letting misfortune or inopportunity stop them! They are pressing on, in spite of the storm!!!

And that's exactly what I intend on doing! I'm going to press on with my writing and I'm going to continue on in the direction that I have found myself. It's not a direction that I would have chosen, or even believed that I would ever seriously go, but here I am, and here I go!

Today on Joel Osteen he was saying how the Lord gives us just enough grace for a day. Just like the manna in the wilderness, he went on to say. Just enough for a day... And for today I am believing that the Lord has His hand on my ministry and that He will direct my every step.

I'm sponsoring a writing contest that may never take off. I've yet to see one entry. I'll keep promoting it and I'll see what happens. The worst case scenario is that I won't have to go through all of the trouble that it takes to get a manuscript into book form. It's not an easy process, nor does it come without mega effort and time consumption! I'm willing to invest the time, but not the concern!!! I'd like to follow through with it for my co-worker Joel, but if it doesn't happen it's not because I wasn't willing or that I didn't try!

I'll just leave it in the Lord's hands and believe for the grace to get through one more day. One more day of obscurity. One more day of my double life. I jokingly state that my work is my 'real' life, and that my writing is my 'secret' life. And sometimes these days my secret life has been spilling over into my real life... But in all reality, it's really my secret life that is my real life. I have a call on my life to share the goodness of the Lord. I have a call to proclaim our liberty in Christ. I have a call to minister to the broken hearted and to bring hope to the hopeless. I have a call to take His Word to all the world... I also have a call to believe. To believe in His perfect timing. To believe in His keeping power. To believe in His grace.