It's been awhile since I really sat down to read my Bible. I've just been hurting so much lately. First with my dad's fall and his hospital stay and then with his death 2 weeks ago.
I knew it was wrong, but, I also knew I wasn't alone in this. I knew that there are other people out there who struggle with keeping up with their devotions and tried not to feel too guilty about it.
On Monday morning, after both kids got on their buses, I went out to our deck to sit and do some reading in my Bible. I really needed to hear from God. I'm still hurting about missing my father. I still can't believe he's gone. Over the weekend while my husband was building his shed I told him, "I can just picture my dad walking over here with his cane and asking me for a cup of coffee." I knew that our simple Saturdays of working around the house would be times my dad would love to come and visit with us. He would have been at our house every day to see the progress on the shed.
But, back to my devotions. I'm still hurting, still missing my dad when I open my Bible to spend a few moments with my Lord. I turned to Psalms, which I read every day, and read in Psalms 141:8... But mine eyes are unto thee, O God the Lord; in thee is my trust.
Then I turned to 2 Corinthians 6:18... And will be a Father unto you. This one verse just jumped out at me...as if God really cared about my hurt...really understood how much I miss my dad...God was telling me that even though my earthly father is gone, I still have my heavenly Father to watch over and protect me.
It should come as to no surprise to me that my Lord would speak to me through His Word. I'm always amazed when it happens...and always thrilled to know that my Lord is thinking about me and knows exactly what I need at the right moment.