Cracking the window

If you’ve been following along this past week, you know life’s been pretty gritty. I have been battling anger, brokenness, sorrow, and loss. I have cried, which is a sure sign that it is bad, and I have wanted to rage at the world for it all.

With the emotional undertows of this past week, reading the words from my loved ones, even the quick text of, “Love ya,” from my college son, lifted me. I had a line of hope to cling to for another moment.

One of the texts shared the hectic schedule of a friend, who had everything put into perspective when she saw the rehearsal for Good Friday service. All of the craziness faded away when she focused on the One Who saved her soul.

On my faith journey, I have sensed the presence of Christ in a thousand different ways. Being blessed with the words, hugs, songs, and even “dad jokes” and puns our second son told me, helped me remember it is my Messiah, not the mess, where I will focus my eyes (Romans 15:13).

The gentle caress of the Holy Spirit has refreshed my soul, much like sleeping with the bedroom window cracked open. There is something pure about the caress of the breeze while I am tucked into bed. Just like the sweet fragrance coming in the window, I need His precious presence and I am counting it as a blessing that I can feel it again.

I am counting every blessing, counting every blessing;
Letting go and trusting when I cannot see;
I am counting every blessing, counting every blessing;
Surely every season You are good to me…

“Counting Every Blessing“–Rend Collective

About gretchenr17

Wife, mother, daughter, sister, friend. Writer, farmer, fellow sojourner... at every turn I learn a bit more about God's wild mercies.
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