God shows up every day, in every situation

It’s a cold and rainy Tuesday but, other than that, it is a day like any other. I woke up later than usual, checked to see if the power failure in my area had been rectified – it had not – then went for my morning jog. Actually, morning walk is more like it because both my legs were hurting today, especially the right one. It hurt from hip to ankle and made jogging very uncomfortable. I hit the road anyway, hoping the exercise would do my legs some good.

Comfort after a nightmare

The reason I woke up late is because I was plagued with very bad waking dreams during the night, if I can call them that. To be honest, I believe it was actually a spiritual attack. At some point, I could not breathe and I was desperately gasping for air. I remember punching the bed beneath me in my struggle to breath. I was awake and very aware but I was very drowsy. Although I should have been terrified, I was not. 

I remember calling on the name of Jesus knowing he would protect and save me, and protect and save me he did! I began to breathe normally again and the nightmare that was plaguing me subsided. The drowsiness and grogginess disappeared and so did the sense of heaviness. I must have prayed before I eventually fell asleep again.  

As I reflected about the incident this morning, I remember thinking, “I should be or should have been more afraid. Why am I so calm about this?” Well, it’s because of the rock on which I stand. Jesus Christ! Don’t get me wrong. It’s not as though I was unbothered. The incident bothered me for sure. However, I asked for comfort. I asked for rest and reassurance. I prayed for protection and help and even before I experienced it, I knew it was already provided. I received and continue to receive all that I asked for.

Relief from pain

As I mentioned, my legs were hurting this morning. They started hurting last night and the pain escalated. I don’t know at what point my legs stopped hurting. When I got back from my walk, they were still hurting. I used my hand-help massager to massage them which helped a bit but the pain did not disappear. I meant to take pain tablets but I forgot to before I left the house to go about my business. One thing I didn’t do was pray for healing or relief from pain like I sometimes do. Yet, I believe God gave me relief from the pain even though I did not ask for it. In his kindness, he took the pain away.

Recovering something lost

So, I got some silver hoop earrings for my birthday in March this year. They’re currently my favourite pair of earrings. I wore them today and, to my dismay, I noticed one was missing from my ear when I looked at myself in the bathroom mirror as I was washing my hands. Before I even started looking for the missing earring, something told me that I would find it. I started looking for it and found nothing. The feeling that I’d find it persisted. I wasn’t feeling dismayed anymore.

I prayed a quick prayer that I’d find it and decided to carry on with what I was doing. I took one last look underneath the table where I’d been sitting and there it was, nestled nicely in the rug beneath my chair. I was grateful, and I was reminded that God is concerned with every aspect of our lives no matter how small and insignificant the issue might seem.

I make a point to reflect on and store incidents like these in my memory bank for those moments when I need a reminder. A reminder of God’s kindness and goodness. A reminder of just how much God is concerned about my life and my wellbeing. Jesus is faithful and will come through for you. That’s a truth worth shouting from the rooftops 😊

Love,