Wednesday, March 28, 2012

Thank You

Thank you for all the reminders of the many prayers being brought before the throne. You have lifted my feet.

We have been praying for a little boy and his family in Thailand that our Sunday School supports. They disappeared in the massive flooding that took place months ago and we haven't heard anything. Today I woke Taeryn and Karson up to let them know via our children's pastor that the boy and his family had been found and were safe. What a wonderful thing it is to wake up your children with good news. They had been praying for him everyday and were overjoyed.

We are currently praying for several families with huge needs, some who are completely dependent upon God for a miracle. It is a priviledge to be on the other end of the prayer table, to be able to give as well as receive. I am convinced more and more that we have been intricately created to give, to love outside of ourselves. When we don't, something begins to wither inside.

That in mind, there is also something humbling and life-changing about being the recipients of the grace of others. It is a way of being loved that touches the innermost part of the heart, if you let it. I wish that everyone in crisis could be surrounded by the type of kindness and encouragement that we have. It is spiritual life-support, it truly is.

Our winter here on the coast is rainy and gray. The rains begin in October and don't seem to stop, until one day, the sun bursts out of its cloudy prison and enjoys its freedom. Doors open, people venture out, everyone is happier. I noticed that in the two days of warm sunshine, the plants exploded into bloom. Where the week before there was nothing; where it was brown, brittle, and barren; where there was no sign that something could change, now there are buds and blossoms and that intense green colour that comes with new life. How amazing that with merely two days of sunshine and warmth, everything feels different; looks different. It makes me think how just this small thing, this tiny moment in the grand scheme of time, has the ability to pull new life out of something that lies dormant and tired. 

Anyways, I just wanted to say thank you. You continue to make it possible to see the power of the Son.

Love,
Gillian

2 comments:

  1. http://www.chucksinheaven.com/main/letterfromheaven.html

    Hope this poem gives you as much comfort as it did for me since I lost my precious mother.

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