I love those times when the Lord lets us know so clearly that He hears those inward sighs and wishes that spring up in our hearts and minds as we go through our days. I didn’t put them into a prayer or request and yet I realize that He has given me the desires of my heart.
This week has seemed spiritually flat to me. I have felt disengaged and unprepared to celebrate the powerful reality of Easter. My prayer life seemed so mechanical. I wondered how my grandchildren who live very far away were faring. I hoped the real meaning of this season would come through despite their being blitzed with all the images that have no substance.
Yesterday God gave me a wonderful opportunity to share with my neighbor, who is lost, the true meaning of His death, burial, and resurrection. It went really well. In the past she has gotten defensive, but this time it was so obvious that the Lord is working and wooing her. Suddenly it seemed my heart was flooded with the joy and reality of His glorious gospel.
Today my eight year old granddaughter called and told me about the meaningful experience that she had at church last night. The staff had put a lot of work into helping the children experience His last days and what He had suffered and accomplished for us. Step by step she recounted Jesus’ final days and His resurrection. She delighted in telling me each and every detail. We had a wonderful in-depth conversation with her leading the way.
The words from Lamentation have flooded over me as I have pondered how He has satisfied my heart with His open and gracious hand.
This I recall to my mind, therefore I have hope. The LORD’S lovingkindnesses indeed never cease, for His compassions never fail. They are new every morning; great is Thy faithfulness. Lamentations 3:21-23