Saturday, September 6, 2014

Hearing my Father's voice

Funny, no sad really, that in the everyday struggles I've stopped hearing His voice. I begin to rely on on only my self to get through each day. Yet when I faced the really hard days, those days spent by a hospital bed, I knew I could get through each day by leaning into Him. That's when I heard His voice.

As I sat by my daughter's side, not knowing what the following days would bring, I could only pray. In those prayers my words where transformed by the Holy Spirit as I prayed, "May all this bring glory to you, Father. May your will be done." These were not words of a strong woman with extraordinary faith. These were words the Holy Spirit whispered to me, a woman who knew her strength rested in her Heavenly Father.

I sought Him each morning in the hospital gardens, sitting on a bench as my legs threatened to give way, the sobs would come and my prayers would be lifted. As sobs subsided I'd feel his comforting arms and hear His whispers in the soft June breeze which carried the sweet fragrance of the flowers that surrounded me. He strengthened me and filled me with hope. His voice told me that whatever was to come would glorify Him. He told me that what ever trials I faced I would not be alone.

As I sought Him I heard His whispers.


Though it's Saturday, I'm sharing my five minute "Whisper" post here: 

1 comment:

  1. Laurie, I can just feel your strength and faith. You may not feel like a strong woman, but to lean on the Lord through this hard time is showing your strength. Thank you for sharing this. Dropping by from FMF. ~Leigha

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