Then He said, "Go out, and stand on the mountain before the Lord." And behold, the Lord passed by, and a great and strong wind tore into the mountains and broke the rocks in pieces, but the Lord was not in the wind; and after the wind an earthquake, but the Lord was not in the earthquake; and after the earthquake, a fire, but the Lord was not in the fire; and after the fire, a still small voice.
I've read this verse like a gazillion times. But just the other day I came across it and thought to myself:
If I can stand before the Lord and face the damage done by the wind and the earthquake and the fire, and hold fast to the hem of redemption, then acceptance is a still small voice. Perhaps Love's greatest miracle is acceptance.
In the stillness of an otherwise fleeting thought, I accepted my circumstances to be none other than what they are; filled with the steady presence of a Hope I accepted long ago.
God in heaven, create in all single mothers, a steadfast heart and renewed spirit when the length of a hard day stretches further than our capacity to bend with the curves life throws our way.
Empower us to stand strong and knock [it] out the park. Thanks, by the way, for beer and hot dogs. And Alcoholics Anonymous for those who must abstain. (Just covering the bases!)
We are not alone,
Published on Saturday, July 25, 2015 @ 5:29 PM CDT