I never fail to be impressed at how God's finger always points the way. Even though I am ignorant of it or trying to avoid it, as Omar Khayyam told us,
"The moving finger writes and having writ moves on."
So it is with God, and it is only upon looking back at my life in fits and snatches that I begin to see the patter He has impressed upon it. How thankful I am for His constant intervention that saves me from the disaster of my own free choices. I am filled to overflowing with joy to see in all my life the clear signs of the God who loves us all.
The other day I was conversing with two friends and one of them shared with me a heart-rending and very difficult situation she found herself in. The easiest way out of the situation involved surrender to opposing forces and compromising her own conscience. In the past I had done this for the sake of family peace and for less noble motives. I was there to tell her to hold fast. And suddenly with a stroke of grace I realized that God took even my bad choices and mistakes and turned them to good for someone else. Let it always be so. May God use my own faults as blessings for others.
"I begin to see the patter He has impressed upon it"
Patter if a fortunate and accurate spelling error within the context.
"To move with quick, light, softly audible steps."
Truly a still small voice that guides us and even when we haven't taken the time to listen we can discern grace's past influence.
Thank you.
I'm up at 4:00am with an unwelcome fit of insomnia and this is just the salve that my soul needs.