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I don't think there is an hour that goes by that I'm not thinking about people that I love, family that has passed, and loved ones that I cherish. My thoughts are continually on those that are dearest to my heart.
When my children were younger and still at home and they would be in a flurry to get out the door and on to school, my last words were always, "Love you, be careful and have a good day." Those weren't just words, they were my thoughts. I thought of them all day, hoping they were happy, hoping they were having fun. And then my thoughts would become plans as I would prepare for the time when they got home. I would wash uniforms if they had ballgames, I would wash clothes for the next day, I would prepare a meal to be ready when they got home from school, and then,when it was time for them to come home, I would either go to the front porch and watch for them to come walking up through the field, or I would drive down to get them from the bus stop, or when they got older I would just wait for them to come bursting through the door with about five or six of their hungry friends. My thoughts were of them.

I received a special, private note from a friend yesterday. It was a prayer. She was praying for me and letting me read her words as she prayed for me. This isn't uncommon for her. She's done this many times. We talk to each other via facebook inbox quite often. I know of her struggles and fun times as she does mine. We've been friends just a couple of years and she's introduced me to her family and I've introduced her to mine, but only through pictures and notes because we've never met face to face. She lives way out west and I'm from the east, yet our paths have crossed and now we're friends. We'll meet someday, but in the meantime, it's good to know that she thinks of me.
Imagine my feelings when just this morning I was reading Psalms 139 (quickly becoming one of my favorite chapters, ever) and God told me that he was thinking of me. Don't believe me? Go read it yourself, and you'll see He's thinking of you, too.
How precious are thy thoughts unto me, O God! How great is the sum of them! If I should count them, they are more in number than the sand:, verses 17 and 18. Pretty awesome, huh!
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But now sayeth the Lord that createth thee, O Jacob, and he that formed thee, O Israel, Fear not: for I have redeemed thee, I have called thee by thy name, thou art mine. Isaiah 43:1.
Well, I'm feeling pretty special right now.
You can deny Him, you can say there is no God, you can say it's all a fairy tale. It doesn't matter. He's still thinking of you.

I thought of you today.....
ReplyDeleteSo sweet. Thank you.
Deletelovely, as i expected
ReplyDeleteThanks, Bob.
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