Last night I made the executive decision to take my family out to eat. After being iced in for days, we needed to get out of the house. Nothing fancy, but somewhere we can go, in, relax, and spend some quality time together. We\’re stewarding our little correctly this time around as well, so we don\’t eat out often at all.
We got seated next to a family of four that just received their food & we began to order. As they were leaving, the man closest to me stopped at our table. He looked right at me and said, “Ma’am, I have a message for you. God loves you.”
I smiled, thanked him, and we shared a few lighthearted words about God with the rest of our families, blessed each other, and they walked out.
Y\’all. The way I cried in those people\’s restaurant!! The tears hit me so suddenly I had no way to try and stop them. Don\’t worry – I wasn\’t ugly crying, but the tears were big and they came fast. Luckily, I had quick access to a towel to catch them. But in that moment, I knew God sent that message directly to me. He told that man – a stranger in Dallas,Texas – that He had a message for me.
My younger daughter looked at me and jokingly said, “It ain’t even that deep.” And my mom, without missing a beat, looked at her and said, “No… it really is that deep.”
In this season, I\’ve been crying out to God in ways I never have. So much has happened this past year. Starting completely over in a new state, pivoting my whole life at mid-life. Moving my mother with dementia to the new state with us, trusting Him for provision, direction, identity. All that and then some, literally EVERYTHING. I\’ve been laying it at His feet, sometimes with more tears than words.
So, when that man delivered that message to me, I knew it was personal. Earlier that morning I wrote in prayer, \”Speak to me Lord, even if it\’s through someone else.\” How loving, and sweet He is. I asked and He answered in a way I truly didn\’t expect. It was the answer for everything I\’ve been praying about.
It was an answer. It was reassurance. It was God reminding me, His daughter, hat He hears me, he sees me, and he cares for me. It was confirmation. It was BREAKTHROUGH…
…and that really is that DEEP.
It’s always that deep 🥹✨ I love His gentle reminders. We think He is far when He is oh so near, and I love that ♥️ thank you ABBA for covering my sister Amber and reminding her that your love is deep ♥️
yes, He is always closer than we think and shows up in the most unexpected of times.
“I’ve been laying it at His feet, sometimes with more tears than words.” This just reminds me of the beauty of surrendering it all… even if we can’t speak the words but can share it in tears.
And the way your mama backed you and instilling a word… yes, she is supposed to be there with you in this season. The affirmation of a mother is priceless!
Absolutely! What a wonderful acknowledgement.