It is still dark.
The rhythm of the day beginning.
The sound of the washer and dryer.
The beat of the pressing.
Dishes, book work, school.
Chores.
Cold.
The milk pump has been running for hours.
Soon to have completed it's cycle.
The feeding begun.
Calves fed.
Calves fed.
My farmer begins the last full week of radiation.
The routine to change; again.
This is a change we will embrace.
One we will anticipate.
But yet, there is still the waiting.
The waiting for the toxic cocktails and radiation to complete their work.
Long after the treatments have stopped, these 2 cohorts will continue to leash their effects.
Unseen, they work.
Much like the work Christ is completing in each of us.
It is unseen.
But its work is powerful.
When God is silent He is most often doing his greatest work.
These are truths I embrace on this journey.
I can not see all the work that is being done through these trials rough steps.
The work quietly being accomplished.
Philippians 1:6
being confident of this,
Unseen, they work.
Much like the work Christ is completing in each of us.
It is unseen.
But its work is powerful.
When God is silent He is most often doing his greatest work.
These are truths I embrace on this journey.
I can not see all the work that is being done through these trials rough steps.
The work quietly being accomplished.
Philippians 1:6
being confident of this,
that he who began a good work in you
will carry it on to completion until the day of Christ Jesus.
We may not be able to see the work God is accomplishing in us.
But rest assured He is.
He is at work.
And he will remain at work.
Long after my weary soul, admits defeat.
Long after my prayers cease because I have no words left.
Long after I have collapsed from weariness from the wracking sobs of heartache.
He is still at work.
We may not be able to see the work God is accomplishing in us.
But rest assured He is.
He is at work.
And he will remain at work.
Long after my weary soul, admits defeat.
Long after my prayers cease because I have no words left.
Long after I have collapsed from weariness from the wracking sobs of heartache.
He is still at work.
Job 19:25
I know that my redeemer lives,
and that in the end he will stand on the earth.
"And the same gentle hands, that hold me when I am broken.
They conquered death, to bring me victory
Now I know my Redeemer lives. . ."
I know that my redeemer lives,
and that in the end he will stand on the earth.
"And the same gentle hands, that hold me when I am broken.
They conquered death, to bring me victory
Now I know my Redeemer lives. . ."
I have found that to be true in my life as well...when God was silent He was doing a work in my heart. He was there all along, quietly rearranging my priorities, focus and purpose. He stripped away what I thought I couldn't live without, and then He had my attention. Now He is the One I can't live without. I pray for you daily and as many times as He brings you to mind!
ReplyDeleteThank you Cindy. There are times when I feel I can't go on. There just is no more. And then I know people are praying. I can feel it. It's so strange. But I am able to go take that next step.
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