I Can Only Imagine

I Can Only Imagine

A piece of debris catches my eye as I’m hurrying into the post office. I stop a quick sec to take a closer look. I’d just been asking GOD for guidance and direction. I’m trying not to fret as I head into an unpredictable and scary situation. You know, I think what drew my eye first was the fact that its shape reminded me of a shield.

It was when I bent down to take a closer look that I noted the cross and saw it had numbers. I noticed the holes and a few dings and cracks and I thought to myself, “Yes, it’s been thru some stuff.” I took a picture (as I’m prone to do) scurried on inside and took care of what I’d come to accomplish. I glanced at it again on my way back out to the truck. The quiet thought occurred to me that I should stop and pick it up but I didn’t want to deal with any germs. I was just getting over a bad case of food poisoning.

…But wouldn’t you know, it wouldn’t leave my mind. So this morning as I head out to wrap up a few errands I slip back past the post office and find myself praying that this tiny piece of debris can still be found by the wayside where I last left it.

It was! …and I was so relieved!

I want to clean it up and keep it as a memento of the conversation I had with GOD yesterday. I have a pretty good idea that it’s going to have an impact on the things I do today.

Next stop, the bank. Chuckling a little at that, really, because I already feel like I’ve ‘made bank’…in spite of the fact that it’s raining cats and dogs outside, there’s a leaky roof on our house, a peculiar odor coming out of our heating vents, and right this very moment, nine plus hours away, my dad is laying in bed…passing away.

Yeah. A lot of people would say that’s a full plate but I’ve been reminded of a little, big thing called…Faith. Because of faith I have everything I need. I can carry on with a gentle Jesus smile, still see the people GOD places in front of me. I possess a sense of peace I know will cover lots and lots of miles.

Thank You, GOD, for these wonderful gifts! Help me with the timing of things! Thank You, LORD, for being with me right now!

At the bank the young man helping me is wearing this.

Its full sentence reads: “I serve the God of the Bible”. When I ask if I might take a picture of it, he removes his watch for me to do so. That little move just emphasizes ‘time’.

I sit peacefully and patiently during the process that unfolds, needing to leave at one point to go collect my husband’s signature. Upon my return a second person helps me out. This person is wearing wrist bands, too. One solid black and a pink one that says, “Hope, Courage, Faith and Love”.

Here’s where I’d like to give a shout out to all the ‘silent’ witnesses in the workplace! Little things can be used for such big goodness in GOD’s Kingdom! Things that shape atmosphere, encourage and influence! Those who have eyes to see can identify! And right now I’m asking God to open a ton more people’s eyes!

When I’m done at the bank, I fill my truck with gas.

Stop by the food store to pick up more Saltines and while standing in a waiting line I see this magazine! Only the most important question ever asked…and basically the theme of today…and every day!

This would seem a simple writing, nothing fancy, nothing fluffy. Just a taste of the every day ordinary GOD brings to life to shape something extra-ordinary. Tomorrow I make the drive to be with my family as they sit by my father’s bedside. Yes, it seems a bit scary and unpredictable…but as you can see from the course of this day I’ve received a lot of Encouragements from Heaven! There’ve been prayers and texts of support from church family, too, that is so greatly appreciated!

I’m thankful my Dad’s battle with Parkinson’s is drawing to a close. I’m know he’s hurting and weary, headed for FAR better things, and ready to go Home. He’s gonna be sorely missed; his legacy of faith DEEPLY appreciated. Whether or not I make it in time for one final chat…I’ll always remember last week’s face-to-face visit. I sat on the edge of his bed and we talked about the reality of Heaven, the abundance of joy to be found in Jesus presence, and there came the most precious memory of all…a gentle smile played across his lips and I heard Dad’s quiet whisper,“I can only imagine.”

“Walk about Zion, and go round about her. Number her towers, her lofty deeds of past days. Consider well her ramparts. Go through her palaces and citadels, that you may tell the next generation and cease recalling disappointments. For this God is our God forever and ever; He will be our guide even until death.” Psalm 48:12-13 AMPC