Greetings Dear Reader,
When we are using our eyes for faith and following, I feel
that we often see things we normally would not.
I think that the idea that “believing is seeing” has merit far beyond
our human ability to find things that we imagine are there. It can be in the simple things that we find
that the care and presence of the Father can be most clearly seen.
This gratitude story is a simple one. When one is living at the substance level,
one notices that little things taken for granted become luxuries instead of common. The needs of the day are all that one can
manage and still do what is required to follow and have faith. Then there are the random thoughts, whispered
to God not necessarily as requests but trying to be in constant conversation
with him.
Yesterday morning whilst I was preparing my writing for the
day, I was talking to the Father as I do daily.
I mentioned, “I do miss having a refrigerator with salad in it so that I
could have one when I wished. I miss
salad.” I do miss salad and realize the
times I let it go brown when I took it for granted.
Later in the morning, as I sat writing at the House of
Prayer, one of the staff members approached me.
She said that she had some lettuce and salad mix that she was not going
to use and wondered if I wanted it. She
did not know about my conversation with the Father six hours earlier. I had told no one about that feeling.
I had enough to make a nice salad for lunch and to share the
rest with the family that is hosting me.
The blessing of this woman’s generosity is so much greater than her
merely sharing her surplus with me. It
is the Father whispering back to me that he is there and hears everything.
It is easy for cynics to say that it is only a
coincidence. I see their need to dismiss
the acting of God as accidental convergence of actions. To accept that there is real and loving God
that cares whether or not this “starving writer” has salad means that all the
other grand questions have answers. Over
the last two months I have seen numerous moments where faith and a submissive
heart have produced opportunity to see what I believe.
This gratitude story is to say that we all must find a path
to faith and following. We must stop
replacing our dependence on the Father with clinging to people, things, and
activities that cannot satisfy. The
songs in my head are in a minor key these days but they are still directed at
loving the Father and expressing my thankfulness for his provision. My desire is that it becomes so ingrained in
me to do this, that when things become easier, I do not abandon it one
bit. If we keep diving deeper into this
Dear Reader, we may just find that there is much more to it than we ever
imagined. I would be encouraged to hear
your gratitude stories about the providence of the Father.
Wishing you joy in the journey,
Aramis Thorn
Mat 13:52 So Jesus said to them, "That is why every
writer who has become a disciple of Christ’s rule of the universe is like a
home owner. He liberally hands out new and old things from his great treasure
store.”
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