Wounds

I am awestruck! Last night, through the preaching of His Word, God sat me down, cupped my tear stained face in His hands and tenderly reminded me that He is in control. My wounds, though open and raw, have passed through his sovereign hands. He will dress my injuries and some day when they heal the scars will ever be a reminder of His love for me.

God Knows: Yielding your rights. Part 2

"Anyway, I don't know what was up in your life last night, but I could NOT
stop praying for you. I kept talking to God about you, and then trying to move
on and think of something else ... and I could not quit coming back. So, you
were saturated last night."

I received this in an email yesterday. And I am reminded that God Knows. He knew that I was going to "hit" our ladies with a very difficult thing for them. Honestly, I didn't want to. I wanted to teach generally, you know, go through the chapter highlights and call it a night. But God kept impressing upon me this was the way to go. Because He knew he had, at least, this one friend praying for me. Were there others? I have no idea, but I must say what a blessing it is to know that God cares for me in such a special way.