Coincidence?

Last Wednesday we started early, leaving the house at 6:45 a.m.  First stop, the hospital in Memphis to be with one of our families. Then we started across the state towards Mount Magazine Lodge for a couple of days.  After a bit on the road, Jay started telling me, "There's this huge spot in my eye - I can hardly see."  I told him probably a "floater" and they go away eventually, but when we stopped for lunch - I took over the driving.

As the day progressed, more spots came into his eye. You can imagine how annoying and distracting it was.  Each day brought no change.

On Sunday, one of our dear ladies offered to contact an Ophthalmologist she knows, which she did on Monday morning.  By 10:00 on Monday, Jay was seeing this specialist who decided he needed to see a retina specialist who would be in her office on Wednesday (today).

This morning, we learned his retina had a large tear - and by 10:30, he had undergone laser surgery and it was repaired.

When I consider in a week's time - his problem was diagnosed and repaired - 2 appointments with specialists, when many wait for weeks to get an appointment... Coincidence?  An accident?  You will never convince me.

I am continually in awe of our Heavenly Father, Who loves and care for us - intimately, one-on-one.
He is the God who knows my name - and Jay's.

Only God

The past few days have been difficult ones.  I hate when people do this, but I am forced to do it now - I 'm not at liberty to share why (those closest to me, know).

When hurtful, distressful things come - we run a gamut of emotions, thoughts and plans in our minds. "I'm going to do this!"  "I will say this..."  "I'm never..." 

But I find a Voice within that continues to speak Truth to my heart and my mind.  He faithfully brings His Word to me, softly - He doesn't shout.  I can choose to ignore Him, or I can choose to listen. 

This time, He immediately spoke the verse I needed most, "And let us not grow weary in well doing, for in due season, we shall reap if we faint not."  Oh, I ignored it ... for a little while ... for a day...maybe a day and a half. 

By last night, I had accepted (again) that everyone doesn't like what we do.  I remembered Who I am serving, Who I must obey.  I yielded my will to His will...once again. 

And then this morning, I decided I would read my devotional first...before my daily Bible plan.  I tried to use my new IPad (Thank you, Dear Brother), but couldn't remember the long list of numbers that make up my wireless password. So, I went to get my phone (what did we do before technology?).

I finally got YouVersion open, found Psalms 12 - and the first words are the title, "For the choir director:..."  That's when the dam broke and the tears flowed and I knew again without a shadow of a doubt that my Loving Father knows, He cares.  When I started this journey He said, "I'll be with you." And He is.

Only God...AWE-SOME!!!!