Recently in my devotions, I was reading through the book of Hosea. Most of us are familiar with the powerful theme of the book; an amazing, unconditional love illustrated by the life of Hosea. Yet something else caught my attention as I read.
Though God, through His prophet, spoke of the great judgment to come He did not leave His people in despair but instead with the promise of a coming restoration. Just like a good parent, God had to deal with the sin of the nation of Israel but He reminds them that they are still His beloved child.
In chapter six verse two I was struck by a specific phrase, "We shall live in His sight." Of course this is in reference to Israel's restoration journey that will take place after their captivity but I couldn't get away from the thought that I too live in His sight. As His child I live in the confidence that His eye is constantly watching over me.
Parents watch over their children to make sure they stay safe. As their children attempt something new a parent can usually be found nearby ready to help if needed. My heavenly Father is always watching over me as I walk through life and His hand is ever ready to help me through a difficult time or situation because His eye is always upon me. I am never out of His sight, never forgotten and never forsaken. He is never distracted or too busy to see me. I am always in His sight.
While the world lives in fear of what major catastrophe might be coming next, I can move with confidence because I am under the watchful sight of my Father and my God.
When my life is over I will have the joy of being able to look into the eyes of my God. The One whose sight I was never out of and in whose sight I will forever dwell under.
"Some day the silver cord will break, and I know more as now shall sing; but, O the joy when I shall wake within the presence of the King. And I shall see Him face to face, and tell the story, saved by grace". ~ Fanny Crosby
I am writing this slow cause I know you can't read fast. We don't live where we did when you left. Your Dad read in the paper where most accidents happen within twenty-five miles of home, so we packed up and moved. I won't be able to send you the address because the last family that lived here took the numbers with them for their next house so that they won't have to change their address.
This place has a washing machine. The first day I put four shirts in and pulled the chain. I have not seen them since. It only rained twice this week, three days the first time, four days the second time.
The coat you wanted me to send you, your Aunt Sue said it would be a little too heavy to send it in the mail with them heavy buttons, so we cut them off and put them in the pockets.
We got a bill from the funeral home. They said if we didn't make the last payment on Grandma's funeral, up she comes.
About your father, he has a lovely new job. He has over 500 people under him. He cuts grass at the cemetery.
About your sister, she had a baby this morning. I haven't found out yet if you are an Aunt or Uncle.
Three of your friends went off the bridge in a pickup. One was driving, the other two were in the back. The driver got out, he rolled the window down and swam to safety. The other two drowned. They couldn't the tailgate down.
Your Uncle John fell in the Whiskey vat. Some men tried to pull him out, but he fought them off so he drowned. We cremated him. He burned for three days.
Not much more news this time. Nothing much happened. Write more often.
P.S I was going to send you some money, but the envelope was already closed.
I was only seven when the news came across the television that Diana, Princess of Wales had been in a fatal car accident. To be honest it really wasn't that important to me since I wasn't really aware of how famous she was or that she had been so well loved by the public. However it is hard to believe that it all happened twenty years ago! What is almost more amazing is the fact that her memory is still honored and her work remembered.
Though I don't remember much about the news coverage that went on during that time, I do remember watching a documentary on the life of the "People's Princess". In it the reporter made a comment that I will never forget. They mentioned what one person had told them about the beloved Diana, "She had a gift, she could walk into a room and know who needed her. She would then spend time with that person and give them her undivided attention making them feel so special." As I listened to that I remember thinking to myself, "I want that gift, a gift of knowing how to make people feel special."
So often, we as individuals, get wrapped up in our own life, our own problems and fail to see the needs of those around us, some who need us desperately.
I know that Princess Diana was far from perfect but I do believe she possessed a rare gift, the gift of perception. I want to be a person who is not so wrapped up in myself and in my own concerns that I fail to see the needs of others. When Jesus was facing His darkest hour He still cared for those around Him. He, though in utter anguish and sorrow, took the time to respond to the request of the thief telling him he would be in paradise that very day.
I want to be that person who is known for being kind and compassionate even when we ourselves have a burden or two. I want to be that person that can walk into a room and know who needs some extra love.
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I am just an ordinary girl who is loved by an extraordinary God and I seek to love others the same way. I love to bake, read, do puzzles, watch Hallmark movies, and go shopping with my mom! This blog was created as a place where I could share some thoughts that the Lord has shown me and to be an encouragement to others who desire to know Him in a deeper way. My prayer is to learn to sit still and trust God with my future.
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