Father’s Day this year is a rather painful reminder of the recent loss of my Daddy.
I can’t help but wonder what tomorrow would be like if things had turned out differently.
If God had granted my plea for a miraculous recovery.
But He didn’t. It isn’t that He didn’t answer the prayer. He just didn’t answer the way I wanted.
And prayers that don’t turn out like we’d hoped can lead to some MESSY situations.
Satan plays dirty and he likes to twist the truth. He attacks us when we are down, exhausted, and disappointed. When others around us are getting what they ask for, he whispers that we must not be as loved or deserving, as faithful or holy. He tries to trick us into thinking maybe we just didn’t pray hard enough. He likes to convince us God is unloving and absent when our requests aren’t realized.
Unless we use them as opportunities to intentionally look for what God is doing.
With a seeking heart we will always find God at work.
He orchestrated so many situations that I might simply have written off as mere coincidence if I hadn’t been specifically looking for Him in the midst of that hard place.
My sister and I were able to purchase tickets on just hours notice from Texas and California to arrive in Tampa within an hour of each other. And my seat-mate on the last leg of the trip was a Hospice Chaplain. Only He could have accomplished that booking.
Sweet friends were able to take my boys on almost no notice and provided extended care when I was unable to return as planned. During a deployment you learn to lean on friends like no other time. But God made sure the right people were available to stand in the gap for me.
A Christian nurse not only broke hospital policy to pray with us, but went well above and beyond the call of duty by offering us a place to sleep and shower in her home. This woman is living like a MASTERPIECE!
The Palliative Care Chaplain just so happened to be walking down the same hall I was at my lowest point during our stay. She was able to comfort me through a conversation about my MEMORIES when I would have been seeking anxiety medicine in the ER.
My sister-in-law had already planned to visit us the weekend I needed to return to Florida and was easily able to extend her stay.
A friend brought me mac-n-cheese and I hadn’t even mentioned craving it.
Another volunteered lasagna the day after my son wished for it.
God may not part seas or make donkey’s talk or feed thousands with a few loaves and fish these days, but He is still working miracles on our behalf. He may not lead us in pillars of fire and smoke, but His presence among us is undeniable.
If you’re in the midst of a MESS, look for the miracles God is working out for your good.
I may not have gotten my earthly Daddy back but my Heavenly Father was right by my side every step of the way.
Maybe complicated family dynamics or the loss of a loved one make Father’s Day painful for you. Don’t let the enemy mess with your head. Claim your Heavenly Father’s unending love and prefect presence in your life. Look for Him at work on your behalf!
Even if we are unable to celebrate with our earthly Daddies this weekend, we can always praise our Father in Heaven.
I’d love for you to share a story of how you’ve experienced God’s miraculous presence in your life.
You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart.
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