Consider this your personal invitation to join a community of writers that pour out cups of warm hope on chilly nights.
Join Kate and the gang for a five minute prompt as we pass the encouragement and partake some hearty grace.
Happy to be taking part in this week’s prompt: Notice.
I make a list. I crunch numbers. I fret. I try to focus.
The kids fight, the dishes stack up to almost overflowing, I sigh at the erupting laundry (clean but not folded or put away).
I know the truth yet it loses steam between my head and heart, between my knowing and my doing; my living.
And I wonder if He looks down and wonders if I notice?
Do I see how He manages it all, with grace and steadiness?
He keeps the earth spinning,
He is able to provide when there seems to be no way.
He is there when I fall part and there to help put the pieces back together.
He is doing just fine, ruling over the universe.
Too often I don’t notice and don’t really see who He is.
I try and keep the balls rolling, the plates spinning…on my own strength, my resolve is waning.
Do you notice the attention I give to each snowflake? Not one is the same.
Do you see the way I provide oxygen to sustain your soul?
The care I give to the outside pales in comparison to the love I have for you daughter.
I notice you.
I see your struggles and I am here, ready and willing to help – to take it from your tired shoulders and show you a better way…
to surprise you.
It is not always easy but it will be worth it!
Your toil is the soil on which I work.
Slow down and notice all that I am doing, even when you feel like I am not there.
all the time holding all together, including you there in the middle of the snow and unsure of what is beyond it at present.