I’ll admit it, only to you, so please don’t tell anyone. I was feeling a little down in the dumps last week. This feeling is very unusual for me. Usually, I’m very upbeat, optimistic, and am cheering others on with Pom-Pom’s in both hands.
Some of you know that I’ve been having health challenges that have necessitated me to have a procedure about every 2 weeks that requires a trip to the hospital, general anesthesia, and a couple of days of recovery time at home. The general anesthesia, alone, takes its toll, and this has been going on since about June.
During the pandemic, I’ve started to write stories about finding God in the ordinary happenings of everyday life. I wrote a blog last month about going through a rough patch in my life back in the mid-1990s. My father was very ill, my son was having middle school friend problems, and I was about to turn onto the pathway of divorce with my first husband. The blog can be found by clicking on the link here: https://musingsfromcandy.com/2020/09/03/take-the-wheel/.
It all culminated one day as I was driving to give a seminar to a room full of Medical Practice Managers. I found myself in a hot mess, with emotions all over the map, tears on my face, and a death grip on my steering wheel.
To make a long story short, God met me right where I was, He assured me that everything was going to be okay with everybody, and He filled me with His peace. This amazing experience occurred with the presence of a little yellow bird that just happened to fly over the hood of my car and look at me.
Once again, God’s faithfulness has been made known to me, last week. John was outside working on some windows on the house, and I was inside and alone in my thoughts as I prepared to have another procedure last Thursday. The clouds in my mind were hanging a little lower than I like to admit, and I became caught up in my little pity party.
I went outside to see how John was making out, and I brought the mail in. Included in the pile of mail was a yellow envelope addressed to me. I opened it, and nothing was in the envelope. Thinking it was in error, I laid it on the table and tended to other things. I came back to that yellow envelope with the yellow-flowered stamp on it, and looked again, and still nothing. I folded it, and something inside prevented it from folding all the way. I looked a little closer. Inside the envelope, stuck in a side crease was a single feather from a yellow bird to, once again, remind me to ‘cast all of my cares upon Him’.
Whoever you are, thank you for being obedient when God called you to send me a little reminder of His faithfulness to arrive on just the day that I needed it. My blog must’ve been read, a feather dropped from a bird near that person that read the blog, someone picked it up and took the time to think of me, to address an envelope, put on a stamp, and send it so it would arrive just the day that I needed it. Coincidence, anybody? You know that I believe that there are absolutely no coincidences in our circumstances. God, in his wonderful omniscient and omnipresent ways, orchestrated that entire series of circumstances for that little yellow envelope to be delivered to me.
Great is Thy Faithfulness, and great are the secret friends that God places in our lives.
These are two songs that came to mind as I was writing this, to remind us all of His faithfulness to us, and how casting our cares to Him is freeing for our soul.
Great Is Thy Faithfulness: https://youtu.be/ErwiBz1QA4o
I Cast All My Cares Upon You: https://youtu.be/b_ecHXC8lic
Be Blessed today, and may you look to see God’s little blessings upon the minutes of your day.