I had a difficult day last Thursday. I woke up with pain everywhere, and my neck hurt. I had a cervical epidural on Monday that the doctors hoped would reduce my neck pain. They said I would know in one to five days if it worked. By Thursday it still had not. In addition to the pain I was fatigued. It wasn’t the kind of fatigue that you can eliminate by simply getting more sleep. It’s just there and no amount of sleep will alleviate it. Still I rested, hoping it would be better the next day.
Ps 139:16: “Your eyes saw my substance, being yet unformed. And in Your book they all were written, The days fashioned for me, When as yet there were none of them.” [NKJV]
Thursday did not take God by surprise. He knew that day in my life. He knew exactly what day number 26,751 was going to bring me, as well as day number 26,752 and day number 26,753. He knew all of them before I was yet to be born. He knows exactly how many I am even going to have.
I can trust Him. I can fall into His loving arms on my good days and my difficult ones. The sun is not yet up as I write this. I have no idea what this day will bring. I do know that whatever comes my way, God’s going to be there for me.
When I woke this morning, in that twilight between sleep and waking, I heard, “It’s a good day to pray, to sit quietly with the Lord.”
Maybe a good day to just thank God for being here for us and with us. Amen.
