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PEARL OF HOPE-MOUNTAINS OF FAITH
| Posted on June 6, 2015 at 2:26 PM |
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 In 2010, I had hit the track before dawn to walk off my already
anxious day. The full moon hung like a rare
pearl nestled in the gray velvet folds of the night sky. I asked Abba to please give me a sign of hope
that I would get through this very difficult time in my life. As I started my third and final mile of my
daily walk, I noticed the atmosphere grew darker and the temperature drop a few
degrees as it always does before the dawning of each new day. I waited in great anticipation for the first chirp of the morning
which would lead to a second note of awakening which would bring on a glorious
symphony of song much like Handel's Messiah, heralding in a new day with new
mercies. As promised, I heard the first
note and as I rounded the bend on the track, I looked up at the night sky which
winked the first hint of dawn. The
outline of the mountain range still shrouded by night began to appear and like
faith, the mountains were always there as they had been since the dawn of time
and will be long after I leave this earthly realm, I just couldn’t
see them through the darkness. I watched
the night sky turn a salmon pink hue and the pinnacles of the mountains began to
barely cast a golden glow. And just as I caught my breath at the beauty of the sunrise, a
gentle quite voice roared like a great ocean wave crashing on the dry shore of
my heart, "The same Creator, whose hand paints the first salmon swatch of
a brand new day, creates new mercies just for you. Mercies not left over from a
day that is gone and never to return, nor mercies borrowed from a day not yet
created nor promised. But brand new mercies
made for this brand new day just for you, Heidi, for such a time as this”. The infinite Creator who hung the rare pearl of a full moon
against the midnight gray velvet sky had me snuggled very close to the Divine
heart which beats as one with mine. The
tears in my eyes which had bogged my steps dried like diamonds, and my step
quickened for I knew that my petition for hope had been answered and my faith
strengthened---JUST FOR THIS DAY---. As I came off the track, the birds were in full chorus singing to
my now uplifted heart the psalm of ascents sung by the ancient shepherd
boy king, “I lift up my eyes unto the mountains-where does my help come
from? My help comes from the Lord, the
Maker of heaven and earth” (Psalm 121:1-2). Oh, Holy One of Many Names, thank you that your mercies for your beloved
children are new every morning. Make us
aware in a very real way, as only you can in our individual lives, how very
close you hold us to your heart and that your love for us is eternal. Amen. |