doxology

Praise God from whom all blessing flow
Praise Him all creatures here below
Praise Him above, all heavenly hosts
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost
Amen.

The Doxology is stuck in my head the last couple of days.  Which is much better than getting "Bad Romance" or "Whip It" stuck in my head, I must say.

Just overwhelmed by the blessings all around me.  I think about JB&AB who just welcomed their first teeny baby into the world.  There is a lot of secret and long-pining joy that wells up in my heart when I thank God for that newly minted little boy, and for his parents and their love for each other and for me and for Hubs.  Seeing God reveal the start of a new chapter in a plan that He set in motion years ago, and that inspires wonder and thanksgiving from we who have watched it and been part of it. 

Thinking about another dear one who has felt particularly close to the Lord for the first time in years and years, even though she is in the midst of one of the scariest challenges of her young life.  The way that God has moved people - people she barely knows! - to pray for her and encourage her and remind her of His care even though she has not told anyone but me and a co-worker what is going on.  That's amazing stuff.  Even woodland creatures were involved in this big orchestration of LOVE for her.  She is hopeful, encouraged, and turning back towards God for the first time in almost 10 years. 

Thinking of Roommate, and her great Job Victory, after all these months of waiting.  Humbled to reflect on how often I thought to myself "I would just apply for EVERYTHING if I were her", even though I knew how much she wanted This Job and how great I thought she would be at it.  She held out.  She waited.  She got it.  After months of interviewing and disappointment and ups and downs.  Tenacity, believing in herself, standing firm to what she wanted with an unshakable squint on the horizon.  Well done, Roommate!  A good reminder for me for when I want to settle for "good enough for now".

And there are other things, big and small.  And there are some things that are still echoing with a "How long, how long must we sing this song?" of waiting.  For Hubs and me, and for our dear ones who wait, struggle, pray, and groan.  But there are so many reminders that God is Good all the time, it's very encouraging and centering to remember them outloud.