Cross my heart and hope to die

Contrail cross on Good FridayI took this photo on Good Friday 2010. It still fills me with wonder. My kids were nine, seven and three at the time. We had been talking about the crucifixion and what ‘Good Friday’ is all about. When we walked outside to jump on the trampoline there it was: God’s handiwork on display.

It was His perfect timing mastered into a tiny, ordinary moment of assurance. I’m confident there are moments like these everywhere, all the time. They’re not always as big, bold and obvious, but they are always available if we pay attention.

God is everywhere, always, never ceasing. His presence is everlasting.

Do we see? Do we notice? Do we feel the power of his love for us in the ordinary, quiet moments or the harried, crazy minutes that fill our hearts, minds and souls? It’s not difficult. In fact, we learned what to do as a child. Before crossing the road —or embarking on a daily walk in faith and trust, all we need do is STOP. LOOK. LISTEN.

Wait patiently. He is there.

Psalm 37:7 ~ “Rest in the Lord, and wait patiently for him: fret not thyself because of him who prospereth in his way, because of the man who bringeth wicked devices to pass.”

John 3:16 ~ For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life.

Stop, look, listen. Remember what this day — and the coming Sunday, were and are about.

 

 

 

 

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