making all things new

 My disposition by nature is usually upbeat and I lean toward looking at the brighter side of a thing or situation.  Lately though I've felt like my days have been stormy and cloudless, and, frankly, it was getting on my nerves!  The things causing my gloominess have not changed considerably.  What was, still is, but is hopefully in process of being resolved sooner rather than later. I have prayed much for this season to end and yet here I stand--still waiting.  Waiting on the Lord.

It's hard to wait, especially when I've got such a clear idea of how to fix the issue.  (I'm so glad Jesus has a sense of humor. Can't you just hear Him chuckle at my overconfidence?)  Yes, I have talked to Him about it.  But what is taking so long?

I've been reading about Joseph and how he was sold into slavery by his brothers.   As he worked his way up (by God's design) into the ranks as Potiphar's right hand man,  I noticed how slowly the wheels of God's plan seemed to turn.  Time to build Potiphar's trust and then time in prison for the false allegations of Potiphar's wife.  Time while being forgotten by those in prison that he helped--for years.  Time to become trusted and given the responsibility of storing food in the time of plenty for the famine.  The seven years of plenty and then the seven years of lack--until the day when he was finally reunited with his brothers and ultimately his father!  Think of all those YEARS!

Then, BOOM!  Yesterday, I woke up and my heart was lighter than it had been in weeks.  My countenance was brighter and I felt hopeful!  I believe the Lord let me know it was because someone had prayed for me!  How wonderful and yet how humbling!  Who am I that a friend would mention my name in their prayer time?  Who am I that the Lord would meet me right at the point of my gloom and lift it so beautifully?

It is a great thing and I will not continue to question why, but I will do this:  When I hear of a sister or brother who has a need, I will pray for them right then.  It may not always be a get down on my knees and raise my hands to heaven prayer, but it will be a heartfelt call to the Lord for help with expectation that He will rescue them as He rescued me.           

Thank you, dear one, whoever you are, for remembering me.  Thank you, Father, for brighter days and a hopeful heart!  It's a good day!  I love you, Lord!  You make all things new!   


Suz