Sometimes God speaks to us through prayer, in such a way as to be almost audible. And sometimes He speaks through our children, in such a way that we almost miss it. And then we recognize His voice and our hearts surge with joy. And sometimes He speaks His love through a song.
I woke up this morning, tired and discouraged. Too many unanswered questions swirling through my mind, too little sleep, and i was afraid too many children to have a chance to raise them for God. I cried out to God to show me that He was near. I waited on my knees for a hint or a whisper from Him. I felt nothing, heard nothing, so i committed to continue to do the next thing. To walk in faith and if nothing else, tomorrow is a new day. Emily ran to the mailbox to mail some letters she had made for some special people in her life. Back inside, she came over to the couch and exclaimed that there were some really bright clouds outside. And then with a look of wistfulness she asked when Jesus is coming back. I looked at her, at those brown eyes full of innocence, and i said maybe.....right now. And when i said we could meet daddy on the way up, her face lit up like a sunbeam. And that quickly my world was brought back into focus and i knew i had just heard God through the voice of an eight year old girl. Nothing else matters but Him.
I walked into the kitchen, strewn with dishes and leftover food, and put a cd in. Simple acapella music, nothing fancy, just old fashioned singing. And when these words came on my eyes filled with tears and i knew God was once again showing me His love, speaking through the voices of someone else.
".........PERFECTLY BROKEN, THIS IS GOD'S PLAN;
PERFECTLY BROKEN BY AN UNSEEN HAND;
RETURN ALL THE PIECES, YOUR HEART AND SOUL;
BE PERFECTLY BROKEN, BE PERFECTLY WHOLE."