Nothing "Looks" the Same Now...

Nothing “looks” the same now….

There are times in my life where God has pulled me especially close to him…praying for a sister, losing a best friend because of a drunk driver, father surviving a wreck, mother being healthy, brother safely tucked in bed, PKU, miscarriage, infertility, cancer, divorce, job change, move, and the list goes on and on….and will until my final rest and I meet.

Sometimes, you are pulled into sharing a season of the Lord’s drawing you close with others because of events in their lives….mentally ill child, divorce, abortion, cancer of a sweet baby girl, counting the 100 days of life of a son, attending the funeral of two of a friends precious children, the baptism of a loved one for whom you prayed for 25 years, church growth, children’s ministry, oversees travel, healing from a stroke of a beloved friend, and the list could and does go on and on…and, it too, will until these precious souls meet their final rest.

Nothing looks the same during these seasons in our lives…

Nothing feels the same…

Nothing is the same..

It is then that the rawness of our lives is poured out in the form of our broken hearts and bruised praying knees…when God is especially real and personal and up close with us…

Real.

We are in such a season…

We have a dear friend who is battling for her life here on earth…wife, mother, daughter, sister, friend. 

And, nothing in my life and in your life looks the same.

I know this because I, too, wait anxiously each morning, afternoon and evening for an update on our sweet Jana….and, I read your comments, and pray with you your prayers..

And, it is all sweetness..

Reading how so many have been touched by such a tender heart....

Hundreds…thousands of hands being lifted up many, many, many times each day in prayer…and in faith that those prayers are heard by the only ONE who can heal her…

The belief in God’s ability to heal Jana can be felt through the keystrokes of those who so love her and pour out that love in their writing.

The “likes” and comments, photos and Facebook written prayers…they are sweetness.

The love shared commonly among family, friends and even strangers…

It is sweetness…

 So, as I took my nightly walk around my neighborhood, I could feel it….

Nothing looks the same since that Friday when Jana began her battle….

At first, things looked darker, and I confess, even now when the news is not good, it still looks dark.  But, those times come less and less…and, in darkness’ place, is simply a new view of the little things I used to take for granted each time my feet walked the path around my neighborhood…

Not now…

I see things now that I didn’t before because when God drops you to your knees, you are drawn down closer to His creation in a way which only this certain surrendering can provide..

I saw things differently as I walked….things I had looked past previously…

And, I am grateful…

Not for the journey our friend is on…but, that even as she journeys, she has lived such a life that even in the darkness of our fears and anxieties, we are able to see the light of hope…of faith…of  love…

Who Jana loves most is obvious…and it is that love which calls us to prayer…to love…

to believe.

Blessings,

Lesa