Sign of Hope

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Do you think Noah ever sat in the ark and asked God if He had forgotten him? Sometimes, living by faith feels that way. The waiting can make us feel forgotten . . . even though everything that He said would happened has happened up until then. In the waiting, we weep. We ask God if He remembers us. We wait. I don't know where you are at, but today I am asking God for a miracle. I am asking God for a sign that He remembers that He sent us out here. I am crying out for provision. I know He sees me. I know that He desires to satisfy His people with good things. I am awaiting those good things. I am thankful and grateful for what He has done for us and given to us. God, show us the next step. Pour out your Spirit and your provision on us. We long to share and give you away to those around us. Reveal your beauty and your glory here to the lonely and the broken. We want You here. We desire You. 
We belong to You, Abba.

©stephaniecherry.com

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Jennifer said…
I have said the same things to God, "Do you remember when you called us to move to South Dakota? Do you know we left everything that was familiar and comfortable and we are here? WHY are we here God? What are we doing here? What do you want us to do? We want to glorify You, just write something on the wall so we know, so we can see you..." I understand Stephanie. Weeping in the night wondering if we were supposed to take this leap of faith accompanied many of my nights in the last 2 years.

Each day, when I open my eyes, He shows me a sign that He is right here with me. It's so hard for me to just be at peace though, even though I'm not floating in a boat full of animals with the rain pouring for days (I really imagine that was a billion times worse than where I am), but the waiting, it is hard. I have no prophetic or profound words to say, as I'm not very good with words, but all know is that in my life He has always done what He said he would do, He has always provided, He has always shown me the next step, and He has blessed us with those good things..all in His time. And circumstances haven't always turned out like I had hoped and/or waiting on the Lord seemed endless, but through all of those times He keeps chipping away at my flesh to reveal more of His character in me. *from the BSF notes - ...but He uses hardships to make His own children resilient and focused in faith -
I know you know He is faithful. Saying a prayer for you now.
12:52 AM
Steph Cherry said…
Thank you for your love and prayers. I am constantly amazed by God's goodness and encouragement. He sends me reminders every day that He sees me. Love to you.
Psalm 1:2
6:45 PM
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