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It was dark this morning.  Dawn came, but the skies were overcast.  Misty.  Dense.  Chilly.  It felt (even inside me) like the “MONDAY of all Mondays.”

Maybe that’s why all I could say was, “Oh, Lord…”  Followed by a deep sigh.  The culmination of days and weeks of physical pain that had ignited (and/or, perhaps, resulted from) some measure of spiritual pain?

Sometimes, it seems, so many have come to my “Pity Party” that I can’t separate out all the voices I hear. But when their tone turns incessantly negative, I know who has inspired them.

The latest accusation?  That I have been practicing my failing skills and have almost perfected them?

“… the devil… was a murderer from the beginning, not holding to the truth, for there is no truth in him.  When he lies, he speaks his native language, for he is a liar and the father of lies.”  (John 8:44)

I got in my car and headed out for a walk with some other women.  A ten-minute ride to our starting place.  A heart prompting whispered, “Turn on the radio.”  I did…

… and this Monday turned into SON-day.

I thought I would listen to praise music.  I didn’t feel like singing, but sometimes the words work in me and well up in me, Lord.  As I give You a piece of my heart and You put it back where it belongs.

“The Spirit of the Sovereign Lord…  has sent Me to bind up the brokenhearted…”   (Isaiah 61:1)

The first words I heard on the radio were not a song at all.  Rather, the announcer was describing a Facebook post she had just re-posted to the radio’s website.

A scene that took my breath away: A father and daughter looking into a mirror together.  The father was speaking words of affirmation and encouragement to his daughter.

The revelation struck me like a lightning bolt.

It was You, Abba — my Heavenly Father — speaking those very same words of affirmation and encouragement into my life.  On this dark, rainy Monday morning when I needed to hear them most.

You are beautiful.  You are never too much.  You are always enough.  You are worthy to be loved.  

I chose you.

“So do not fear…”  (Isaiah 43:1)

What are the chances, Lord, that a Dad would make this Facebook post at such a time that this radio announcer would see it… and recount it just this morning?  

What are the chances, Lord, that I would turn on the radio at the precise moment she was sharing this with her audience?  The only moment I would be in the car on this particular day, able to hear any radio broadcast of any kind?

No chance at all.  Only… Your Amazing GRACE.

“In their hearts people plan their course, but the Lord establishes their steps.”  (Proverbs 16:9)

Oh, Lord…  I love You, too.

Abba’s Girl

 

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