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Writer’s Observe: This piece initially was revealed on October 31, 2021, however in step with the themes of Thanksgiving and counting blessings, is being re-shared at the moment.

It’s all the time a bit awkward coming again to the keyboard to compose my very own writing after I’ve been away from it for a bit — whether or not it’s as a result of press of enterprise, of editorial tasks, of tending to/loving on household and family members, or plain and easy author’s block, there’s all the time a way that I ought to begin with, “Sorry — I do know it’s been some time…”

In reality, I’m chuckling to myself now as a result of that sounds precisely like one thing I’d have written in my diary as an adolescent. Like my diary was sentient and certainly sorely dissatisfied in my absence.

However I believe what’s prompting that sense in me now’s the popularity that after I do take/discover the time to put in writing, notably when it touches on my religion, I’m returning to a much-needed communion with God.

The factor about my relationship with God is that I’m so safe in it — so sure of His presence and His love, even within the darkest, scariest of instances — I typically — usually, in reality — take it as a right. A number of weeks in the past, somebody near me remarked on my seeming calmness within the midst of a disaster. I laughed and guaranteed her, “It’s all an act,” envisioning that meme of the duck paddling furiously beneath the floor whereas seemingly gliding throughout the water. Actually, if ever there have been a meme that outlined me, that’d be the one. Though come to think about it, that means a sure stage of serenity and charm on the floor that isn’t essentially warranted.

However these instances after I’m in a position to preserve my wits about me within the midst of a storm, that’s 100% God. That’s me understanding — to the core of my being — that irrespective of how uneven the seas get, He’s obtained this. So my job is to concentrate on these duties which can be inside my mortal skillset: prepping the case for trial; presenting proof and argument to the jury; sitting at a beloved one’s facet after they’re not properly and it’s as much as the docs and God above to heal them; making telephone calls and sending e-mails and coordinating issues; working to select up the kiddo when her automotive is caught or her keys are locked inside it; futzing with Mother’s TV till it really works proper once more; copy modifying and scheduling the great contributions of my colleagues right here; selecting up the poop of a Floof who doesn’t fairly get that’s what the yard is for…

These are all issues I can do. And I can do them safe within the information that God’s obtained the large stuff dealt with. And it’s not that I needn’t fear about it in any respect, however moderately, that I oughtn’t waste power making an attempt to determine how I’m going to deal with them (as a result of I’m not), however as an alternative on praying to Him and expressing my gratitude to Him for His mercy and charm. That’s the half I usually overlook, although. I do know He’s there, however I overlook to cease and acknowledge it. I take it as a right.

Communion was “served” at church at the moment. I put the “served” in quotes as a result of I attended on-line (as I’ve accomplished for a few years now — I have to get again to in-person, however that’s a dialogue for one more day). So, when the pastors alert us forward of time we’ll be taking communion, I seize a bit of cracker and a splash of wine (or grape juice, relying on what’s useful) and have it on the able to partake. It occurred to me as I did so at the moment that I’ve been gliding previous the alternatives to commune with God currently, justifying it with the “Hey, I’m soooooooper busy proper now,” excuse.

I’m busy? I’m. Actually I’m. However I’ve a sneaking suspicion He is perhaps a tad bit moreso. And but, He’s there, managing all of it. I don’t learn about paddling furiously beneath the floor, however I do know there’s a lot He’s doing that we are able to’t (or refuse to) see.

The subject at the moment (and for the previous a number of weeks) was/has been the E-book of Revelation. Should you’re in any respect like me, that one tends to make you recoil. As a result of it’s scary and ominous. (Coincidence that that is Halloween?) However, because the pastor walked by way of it and the recurring themes of the e book — and of what it means to be a believer and one who communes with God — I used to be reminded that it actually isn’t. Not while you understand/keep in mind that God is there in/by way of all of it.

I do understand that, although typically I overlook it — or overlook to acknowledge how superb and great a factor that’s and categorical my gratitude for all that He’s and does.

Tomorrow being the beginning of November — the month of Thanksgiving — I’m going to attempt to be a bit extra aware of that; to not take it as a right, however to be extra intentional in sharing my appreciation for the various blessings God has given me and for with the ability to relaxation safe within the information that even within the darkest of instances, Jesus wins.

Should you’re so inclined, under is at the moment’s service. I’m grateful for the nudge it gave me.

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