July 3, 2012 | My Jottings
After having lived in this new house for one month now, we rearranged our living room furniture. Just a few little changes make everything work so much better, and it seems like a larger space too.
There were a few extra chairs set out this morning, because I was expecting guests. Or fellow studiers. Definitely friends.
What I really see when I look at these pictures, aside from the living room, is expectancy. A hopeful, quiet waiting.
Eleven empty seats, set out in anticipation of eleven hopeful, expectant women.
The DVD for Session 2 from this study was cued up, ready to play.
My sweet granddaughter Mrs. Nisky, who will be eight years old this month, helped me get things ready.
She spent the night in our closet last night.
That might not sound right to some of you, but try not to gasp in judgment and just wait a few days, and I’ll post a picture of our closet. The grandkids want to sleep in there. Heck, with our super-comfortable queen-sized air mattress, I wouldn’t mind sleeping in there. Except we have a heavenly new king-sized mattress, so I think I’m supposed to sleep by my husband in our bedroom, not in our closet.
This morning eleven women (one was missing and also dearly missed) gathered together, and we brought our hopes, needs and our expectancy with us. There wasn’t one who doesn’t have a thing or eight she’s asking the Lord to do.
I think we were all awed by how timely this study on James, Jesus’ half-brother, and on the book he penned, already seems to be.
We don’t really know yet what God plans to do in our hearts and lives. But I believe each one of us is expectant.
We are waiting on Him. Hoping. Trusting.
Edwin Louis Coles said,
“Expectancy is the atmosphere for miracles.”
When He walked this earth, Jesus opened blind eyes, caused paralyzed people to walk, and set bound people free. Those were miracles.
Today I ask Him to open my eyes, to help me walk closer to Him, and that I would be a slave to no one but Him.
Those would be miracles too.
Happy 4th to you and your beautiful family. You have taught me so
much about our Heavenly Father and I am so grateful for your
teaching and guidance. For me, attempting to live one day at a
time helps me to put my whole trust and faith in God. He is in
charge and He wants the best for me. What more could we really
want. Being all settled in your new home is the perfect example
how God knew where you and your family wanted to be. Praise
God. Love you.
Dorothy I hesitate putting your comments up sometimes because you’re so complimentary and I wonder who you’re talking about? Truly. You must be wearing a grace filter over your eyes and heart, because you are the one who has been a living example of love and mercy to our whole family. God bless you today. We miss you… xxoo
:0) I’ve been wondering about the Bible study and how it went – sounds as though you had a good time! xx
Yes, it was a blessing, Ember. We had to pass Kleenex more than once. 🙂 xxoo
Julie, I have already experienced you as a miracle of His mercy
to me. I echo the prayer in your post, “Today I ask Him to open my eyes….”
Blessings to you and the women in the group.
I say the same to you, Roberta. And thank you for your good wishes for our group. If we lived closer…. 🙂
… ‘a grace filter’ – I like that. I think it’s something we all need.
I completely agree, Kay…. xxoo
I agree with Roberta; the friendship (and I don’t use that word lightly) of a woman I have never met in person is a gift. Who else could have brought me to you but Him. I hope someday to correct the part about not meeting in person; when the time is right, I am sure He will see to it that we do and that we have a grand time together!
Thank you so much, Patty. I look forward to that time too! xxoo