If you’ve journeyed with me for any length of time, you know that I’m a doer. A Type A, i’s dotted, t’s crossed, entirely un-spontaneous planner. So when God throws up a STOP sign, as He’s done the last 5 weeks, and gives me no choice but to SLOW (way) down, it doesn’t particularly sit well with me.
But, it’s been Christmas. It’s God’s season to shine. So I’ve slowed and savored. And while I’ve fussed and whined to Him a bit, God has not relented in His demand that I listen instead of speak, walk rather than run, and follow before I lead.
Over and over again, both in whispers and shouts, God has written this one word across my heart: WONDER.
Because in the speaking, running, and leading I often forget just how wondrous He is. And not only the wide expanses of His wonder, like grace and mercy fresh every morning—but I forget the small, sweet, everyday wonder of a God who stands firm by my side, guards what I take for granted, plans what I cannot yet see, and provides beyond what I deserve.
This is my longing for the new year, my prayer for 2016…to be ever mindful of the wonder of God. Will you join me? He is worthy of awe every. single. day. ❤️
“Many, Lord my God, are the wonders you have done, the things you planned for us. None can compare with you; were I to speak and tell of your deeds, they would be too many to declare.”
Psalm 40:5 NIV