Covered

Rain pours.

My heart is heavy.  My long-time friend, the one who protected me in school and the one who had me sing in her wedding, she’s fighting today.  Cancer is winning this battle.  She says with dignity and great strength, “Everything in my life may change, but one thing will never change and that’s the cross of Christ.”  She calls it her inheritance, because her mother passed this way.  They told her it’s genetic.  I know God is in control above all.  And when we don’t understand we have to trust Him and His plans and not lean on our own understanding.  She reminded me of that the other day on the phone.  How interesting.  The one facing the battle…she knows… she understands His sovereignty.  In the midst of her pain, she knows to trust and rest in Him.

Another friend faces betrayal.  Another friend endures rejection and loneliness.

My heart breaks.  Then God reminds me of Moses…

In his need for comfort and direction, Moses pleaded with God to see His glory.  God promised that His presence and rest would go with him. 

And the LORD said, “Here is a place by Me, and you shall stand on the rock.  So it shall be, while My glory passes by, that I will put you in the cleft of the rock, and will cover you with My hand while I pass by. Then I will take away My hand, and you shall see My back; but My face shall not be seen” (Exodus 33:21-23).

Maybe it feels like everyone including God has abandoned.  Remember, when you can’t see God, that’s often when He’s closest.  He’s got you in the protection of the cleft of the rock.  His hand is covering you.  You can’t see Him, but He’s there.  He’s getting ready to reveal His glory.  And as with Moses, He whispers gently “My Presence will go with you, and I will give you rest” (vs 14).

Rain pours, but take heart in the shelter of His presence.

3 thoughts on “Covered

  1. rebeccaaarup says:

    I can relate to this in so many ways….sometimes He shows us His glory in ways we are not expecting, He swoops in and reveals Himself in those moments while we’re driving our cars earnestly seeking His voice, not necessarily always when we’re on our knees in church or by our beds. I love HIM! He speaks in His time, not mine. He moves and acts in His time. Do I trust Him…..do I trust Him. Yes, Jesus I trust YOU!

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