I’m sitting in a recliner facing a bay window looking out into the woods. It’s cold outside, so I’m cuddled up under a blanket and sitting in thankfulness for what God has provided me.
I come here regularly, just to break away from the distractions of this world and reflect on my days with him.
Distractions are a constant in all of our lives at this time and being intentional about the time we spend alone in silence and solitude is crucial. To be able to listen to the thoughts that are rambling in our heads and distinguished the ones that are from the outside world and the ones that are coming to us from God
He continues to amaze me on how he shows himself to me. A lot of times I have to chuckle because of the way he comes to me is not necessarily a spiritual avenue, but yet he finds his way through.
I was reading a secular book series called The Pecan Man and The Truth about Grace. It is a story about how lies, secrecy, and our need to fix truly affects those all around us and how it can continue on for generations.
I too have lived the story.
And although the books did not point necessarily to looking to God for the answers and direction, it was heavily on my mind. I glimpse back in my mind to my past and see how he was working. And I am grateful. I didn’t know he was working, but he was.
The cabin that I’m staying in is named Wonder and the name alone makes me wonder
Do I spend enough time being intentional with God to see the magnitude of his glory in my life?
And I ask you the same!






