Thanksgiving # 14: God's Touch

I could write on this particular Thanksgiving every single day. Condensing it to one post, I pray each of you will pause a moment and reflect upon these times in your own life.

Thanksgiving # 14: God's Touch

Heavy machinery has been used for the past two weeks to tear down trees, clear brush, and otherwise make the lot across from ours ugly and bare. The noise and vibrations have been horrendous but not really something I identified as a stressful source until yesterday afternoon. Suddenly, at 3:30 p.m., there was total silence. No machinery, no furnace running, no phones ringing, no horns honking, no kids screaming, no dogs barking, no TVs blaring - not even the hum of the refrigerator. Total silence. I sat at my desk, rather dumbfounded for a second, and realized the silence was a gift from God. Seriously. I opened my Bible, and my eyes fell upon Psalm 146. Here is part of it:

Praise the Lord!
Praise the Lord, O my soul!
I will praise the Lord while I live;
I will sing praises to my God while I have my being.
...
How blessed is he whose help is the God of Jacob,
Whose hope is in the Lord his God,
Who made heaven and earth,
The sea and all that is in them;
Who keeps faith forever;
Who executes justice for the oppressed;
Who gives food to the hungry.
The Lord sets the prisoners free.
...
The Lord will reign forever,
Your God, O Zion, to all generations.
Praise the Lord!

The silence lasted long enough for me to meditate on those words a few minutes, praising the Lord. It was like a touch of God's hand in the midst of ordinary life.

Then, last night, at midnight, I finally took my second breath of the day. I'd been covered up with work and school assignments, e-mails, family stuff, and I hadn't slowed down all day, except for those brief moments with Psalm 146. As I took a third breath, I remembered I had missed a live class earlier that evening. These particular live classes are always optional, but I never miss them - the professor is one of the most Godly men I've ever known, and his love of the Lord, his love of Scripture just makes me want to sit in his class 24/7 to hear him teach. Thankfully, he records all of his classes, so Tim and I were able to tune in at midnight for a wonderful end to our day.

In the midst of the class, Dr. N mentioned a Bible verse and a particular word. That word is the topic of my paper for his class, so my ears perked up. He then began to talk about the Greek translation of that word, and in my other class - Biblical Languages - I have a paper due this week - a Greek word study. I have to choose one word and delve into its meaning. I had been undecided about a word, but as soon as Dr. N mentioned this word, I knew that was it. I could research both papers at the same time, possibly using some of the same sources.

Once again, I felt God's touch on my life.

Some may shrug their shoulders at that, but I'll tell you why I don't. God created this whole big universe we live in. He made "heaven and earth, the sea and all that is in them" - and yet - and YET - He cares enough, loves ME enough - to care about my day, care about my school work. He loves ALL OF US so much, that He even knows the number of hairs on each and every head (or how many hairs you DON'T have, if you're bald.)

Just imagine that. He loves YOU that much. He loves YOU AND ME enough to send His Son to die on a cross, so that YOU AND I might spend forever with Him in Heaven. He didn't have to. But He did. Because He loves us that much.

Where have you seen His touch in your life TODAY? 

Praise the Lord, o my soul! Praise the Lord!

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