Holding each other up

There are days it's easy to do what God is asking. Give this book . . . share a verse . . . send a card. Sing praise, immerse in the Word, pray long. Generosity and worship flow, and feel good. Days when God's presence is so near you can't imagine it being otherwise.

Then there are other days. The days of sacrifice and questioning. The days when the request is to give something up. To not pursue something that seems so right in the moment. To wait and not rush into something before its time. The days when it's hard to get past the barriers blocking the path to God. Days when a God-given vision feel in the moment like merely a dream.

Those days, we pray each other through. We remind other of God's plans - sometimes knowingly, sometimes through a God whisper that only has meaning for our specific situation. In the dry desert we lift a hammer to help build the ark, trusting God's command to obey, even when there is not a cloud in sight. When the rain pours, we share the silver linings and the memories of rainbows and the promise that the rain will end.

Today I am thankful for this beautiful reminder from a friend that she believes in the promise I've been given.   I'd been considering some sort of necklace to remind me of Abigail.  This one not only gives me that, but also the reminder to give thanks each day for the many, many blessings that God has sent, both large and small.