Since Thanksgiving, my hair has been falling out–in large amounts and daily. One day I had showered and cleaned the drain once more. With a pile of hair in my hand, I walked to the trash can, frowning. I distinctly heard the voice of God saying to my heart…
I still know the number of hairs on your head.
This past weekend, I drove far out of my way through snowy and icy roads. It was so beautiful! I was so scared, as I white-knuckle drove through each curve of the road. It ended in disappointment, as my destination all of a sudden changed. Downcast of soul, I asked God, “WHY?” He said…
I know the way that you take and when you come forth, it shall be as gold.
Sunday night I received a call from a family member…only thing was they didn’t know they were calling me, didn’t recognize my voice, didn’t know my home number (even after 5 1/2 years). To them, I am a stranger. It deeply hurt my heart. For we all want to be known–especially by those, with whom we long to be close.
God spoke once again…
I know your number, Holly.
He knows me.
He loves me.
I am valuable to Him.
I am known by the Lover of my soul, Creator of my life and the One who holds each day in His hands with care–by Jesus.
Perhaps this post comes to you on a day, you feel unknown, unloved, rejected, thrown out like so much trash…
Perhaps you feel that God only speaks to some, but not to you…
I charge you to come to Him with your hurts, with your concerns, with your distress of soul. He says to you…
COME.
Then charge each thing to His account, as my dear friend Amy has taught me. Speak it. (“If he has done you any wrong or owes you anything, charge it to me.” Philemon 18)
Then let Him tend to your soul in the way ONLY He can. You will find that the Author of language longs to speak your language to you…look for Him to meet you. He may allow the hurtful things to happen, the disappointments, the losses, but He will also lovingly meet you right where you are. He loves you with an everlasting love and draws you with loving-kindness. Receive that from Him. Give Him thanks for who He is…Jesus is with you. Immanuel.
