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“It happened that when the priests came from the holy place, the cloud filled the house of the Lord, so that the priests could not stand to minister because of the cloud, for the glory of the Lord filled the house of the Lord. Then Solomon said, ‘The Lord has said that He would dwell in the thick cloud.'” 

—1 Kings 8:10-12 (NASB)

I saw you all this morning! 

In my mind’s eye, your faces appeared to me one by one. I saw the woman at church who makes copies of my blog to pass along to a lady who doesn’t have a computer. I saw another friend who sent me a card with the message “keep writing.” And I saw the surprising people, too. The ones I never thought would read this thing, yet they do, and they’ve left awesome comments. I saw all those faces and more.

I imagined getting you all together as a group and discussing this walk we’ve been on for the past year. A walk filled with ups and downs, tough subjects, ugly incidents, and not-so-nice feelings. The story of my black insides. But hopefully, this walk has been toward growth. And always with the promise of God’s provision and faithfulness.

I felt so grateful for your encouragement! Totally unworthy and humbled, too. But then I realized I never told you about the beginnings of this blog, which to my small mind seem miraculous. So, during this thanks-giving season, let me tell you how this whole abiding walk got started.

It began with a prayer. Actually it was more of a cry from the heart. OK! To be perfectly honest…it began with me wrestling with God—again! There I admitted it. I felt depressed and tired of the isolation and misunderstanding that come with vision loss. So, I gave God the raspberry. Yes, I know, it was completely immature and irreverent. I’m not proud to say, “I gave God the raspberry,” but there you have it. It’s true, and frankly, I wouldn’t tell you at all except that it led to such a great outcome. (All by God’s mercy, of course.)

My husband suggested a prayer. I said, “Whatever.” Then he prayed about my feelings of isolation and misunderstanding and also about my writing. Before the “Amen,” I saw a vision and felt God’s presence descend on me in the form of a cloud. I saw love raining down from Heaven, silvery drops of love, along with a cloud of well-being and peace. I became enveloped in this cloud and did not move for fear of breaking the experience. I wanted to stay there forever!

After a time, the presence did lift, and I felt calm. I knew it was the gift of God’s presence, and that things would be alright. What did it exactly mean? I didn’t know. Only that God was with me, and something good would happen.

The very next day at church, a shy woman felt led to tell me about a Christian writers’ group online. She later confessed she felt weird doing it but sensed God wanted her to. I became excited! Soon after, I joined the group and started blogging—which sounds like a terrible thing to do, but really is not.

My connection with that group led to an editing opportunity three months later. I applied for and got a chance to edit the online devotions for Proverbs 31 Ministries. Why would the editor pick someone who told her they are legally blind?

As you know…it’s a God thing. This editor has since told me she felt God nudging her to put me on the devotions team. Are you seeing a pattern emerge? People committed to God pray and listen. Then they act in obedience, and God moves.

God likes to launch His power from a platform of weakness, as minister Jim Andrews of The Final Word radio says. The Bible is full of that. I remember Moses, David, Jonah, and Paul just for starters.

So, now I get the privilege of catching spelling errors and changing punctuation for New York Times best-selling authors. And while that may not sound like much fun to you, it’s a strange thrill for a word nerd like me. It keeps me in the loop of life and gives me a chance to use my writing background for the Lord. 

All this lends a sense of purpose to vision loss, which a few years ago seemed improbable. God works in miraculous ways in the lives of those who commit themselves to Him, and I’m one simple example.

Maybe you have your own story of God’s presence and His opening doors on your behalf. If you do, be sure to tell it, at this season and any chance you get! 

Revelation 12:11 (NIV) says, “They triumphed over him (the devil) by the blood of the Lamb and by the word of their testimony.” Therefore, It is essential for us to give our testimonies! 

This is just one of mine. And since these blogs keep getting longer, maybe I should consider filling a book bragging on God.

Have a blessed Thanksgiving, everyone! Thank you for accompanying me on this walk of faith. I can’t imagine doing it without you!

Journey Along…