Today was a hard day for me. I just couldn't feel good about anything that I was doing. I was not finding myself able to feel positive or confident. It happens, you know? I was listening to the unproductive voices. Hearing how I fail.
And my heart cried out. "God help me. I need a word of encouragement. I am struggling. I am feeling down." I turned on the country music station. That always cheers me up. I know it's strange, but it's still true. I never said that I wasn't strange. And, I went back to work. I worked really hard today. Grocery shopping. Yard. Furniture rearranging.
While I was going through books, I came across a little black notebook. Flipped it open to a page titled "Love Lifted Me." I immediately recognized my grandpa's handwriting. At first I thought it was his notes for the Bible studies he led....but, I think that they were sermons. Three point sermons. Anyway, my prayer was miraculously answered by God, using something tangible...which is important to me. Even more amazingly, He used something that He knew would mean a lot to me to find. I recently lost a ring from my grandpa. Finding this little notebook lifted my heart. Love how God not only knows me, but cares enough to meet my needs in a way I will understand.
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