the table
Today, I’m meditating on God's promise from a month ago that He will "set a place at our table" for our someday children through adoption 💕 isn't it amazing/frustrating how we sometimes let our mind stray from such life-giving words from God?
It's just like God, to promise a seat at a table for His children, His symbol then, now and in the eternal future of goodness, belonging, fullness, family, feasting, communion 💕
I was reminded to grab onto this truth with both hands, plaster it everywhere, tattoo it on my heart, let it fuel me with strength and endurance for the path ahead when Eran Holt preached at Reach Church yesterday on "So take heart, men, for I have faith that it will happen exactly as I have been told." -Acts 27:25
How can I fear? How can I worry? How can I not live with hope, remembering such a beautiful word from the mouth of the Great I Am? I believe it will be exactly as He has spoken, no matter what my eyes see, how long of a wait, or how weary my heart is.
I will trust His heart when I can't trace His hand. Be it unto me, according to Your Word. ✨
Give a listen to this gorgeous song that has become part of the soundtrack of our wait for our children 💕