Walking With My Brother

I began this year, 2014, planning to document the little miracles of my life as they occur along the way. And there have been so many: Our daughter’s job loss and her subsequent move and reemployment; her house sale, house purchase; our grand-daughter’s birth, my ability to be present when she was born; and so many little revelations, blessings, and consolations along the way.

I feel certain this most recent job loss is also gift from God. And, as the pastor, whose car’s brakes failed and rolled over the cliff while he was in church, was heard to say, “I can’t wait to see what good God has planned from all this.”

In the meantime, I am called to have Faith.

Faith in His goodness.

Faith that He has our lives in his hands and will provide all that we need,

Faith.

No matter whether our circumstance is easy or hard, faith that His love is constant and sure.

Faith in His care of us.

Faith that He is present with us always, longing for us to be present with Him.

Faith that He is in control and that we should have no fear.

Faith.