God runs an orphanage

When I was a young boy, I used to love riding bikes with my little brother.  I would ride my bicycle for hours.  I used to drive in circles around the house, racing my brother to see who could get the fastest time around the house.  Sometimes I would do this when I was alone.  I recall one specific time when I fell off of my bike and my knee hit the pavement of the driveway, scraping against a dull, old piece of metal that was protruding from the driveway.  I remember looking down at my knee and seeing a stream of blood flowing down my right leg towards my ankle.  I had never seen so much blood at that point in my childhood.  I began to experience the overwhelming anxiety of the "I've got a big boy boo-boo" crisis.

I ran to my mother for help and she quickly took care of my wound.  She was a bit surprised herself to see me come in the house with blood flowing down my leg, but the injury turned out to be fairly minor (though I still have a scar to this day).  My mother did a really good job taking care of me.  She always did.  And in her own way, she still does now.

I have been spending my morning with the Lord.  He has been searching through my heart as I pour all of its contents into His vats of peace and perfection.  The Lord has been speaking to me this morning through His word.  As I wrote down my thoughts, the Lord pointed me back to the Scripture that I read earlier today.  "He supports the fatherless and the widow" (Psalm 146:9, NASB).  While we may all differ on how we believe the Lord speaks to our hearts, after reminding me of this Scripture He whispered, "I looked after you when you were a small boy."  Being raised in a single parent home, I became overwhelmed at the thought.

When the Lord whispered that He watched over me as a little boy, I remembered that God has been fathering me all along.  He has known me all this time.  He has formed me to be a man after His heart.  When I reflect upon how much the Lord has led me through the pain and chaos of my life, when I see how well He has rescued me, I feel peace in knowing that He will answer my prayers, that He is planning the best for me, that He will lead me besides still waters and restore my soul.  He has plans to prosper me, plans to advance me, plans to glorify Himself through my life.  He loves me!

God shows no partiality, no favoritism.  I can only write of my own walk with the Lord, but I am certain that He has done great and wonderful things for you.  I am confident that He has protected you, delivered you, inspired you, encouraged you, rescued you, fathered you, helped you, advanced you, disciplined you, saved you.  Recall all the wonderful things that God has done for you when you present your requests to His Holiness.  Remember that He has been investing in you from the beginning of time, that He has been lavishing His love upon you before the foundations of the world.  You are loved!  You are loved!  You are loved!

The Lord seeks for opportunities to pour out His riches, to anoint your head with oils.  He looks to share Himself with you, He seeks to bless you.  How wonderful is our God that He looks to bless those who have cursed Him!  Who are we that He is mindful of us?  Rejoice, beloved, rejoice.

I am thankful for my own true story.  Praise God.