I’m musing this morning… finding wonder in the ways God meets me wherever I am. Whatever the need, before I realize it even exists, he has responded.
It’s easy to notice the big things and be thankful, but it’s in the little unexpected moments that I am caught unaware and surprised by his faithfulness.
In pain there is endurance
In fear, reassurance
In the chill of bitter snow and slashing rain
See the faith-filled promise
Of what will come again.
Have your eyes been opened to any surprises recently?
8 thoughts on “Surprised by God”
I am waiting and looking and love being suprised by God. A person sent me an email this morning thanking me for a story I’d written in Chicken Soup…
Yes. It’s been one of those weeks, and last night God urged me to empty my mind and relax. So I did. He’s amazing.
I posted a poem and afterward had second thoughts and even considered removing it. This post has been viewed more times than any other. The surprise was that God was faithfully showing me to trust Him and to quit my anxious second guessing. Blessings to you, Carol…
Yes, two Whisperings that sent a thrill through my heart.
Just that Still, Quiet Voice.
Thank you for letting me relive moments I really needed.
I love those surprises. I hope I get one today. 🙂 I could use the pick-me-up.
This year has been our toughest in a long time, with the passing of my brother and a little girl in our church, then my foot surgery. God has surprised me again and again with His kindness to heal, and sweet cards and words from friends. I also got an unexpected bonus from my boss! Now that was a hug from the Lord!
Love the tulip photos, Carol!
I can’t imagine how people without faith manage. Who do they cry out to when they’re in terrible pain? Who do they go to when they need help? This is a truly wonderful post, Carol. Thank you.
It’s good to hear how each of you reacts to sweet surprises. Sometimes they’re very subtle and easy for me to miss. I need to stand still occasionally and look around me to make sure I don’t!
Thanks, Jeanette. They were a Valentine’s present from my DH. Little gestures do help brighten an otherwise dark time, don’t they?
Joylene, you’re so right! Your words make me think of the chorus, “The joy of the Lord is my strength.”