Yesterday was one of those days…deep talks, lasting worries, searching for solutions. And that was just over lunch. The rest of the day was “fraught” with “incidences” ~ BUT:
We thought it was broken; it wasn’t.
We thought it was lost; we found it.
(Rod’s wedding ring)
We thought we had to pay for it; someone else did.
(a necessary purchase)
We thought it was just a business thing, but it was a divine appointment.
Basically, yesterday was fraught with unexpected blessings…and this little summary that popped into my head last night now seems like a metaphor for our lives:
When I fall, when my vessel breaks,
He just picks up those pieces, He does not throw the clay away…
I once was lost, but now I’m found.
Jesus paid it all, all to Him I owe.
Rejoice for the steps of a righteous man are ordered of God.
As I posted on my facebook: