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“For I know the thoughts that I think toward you, says Yahweh, thoughts of peace, and not of evil, to give you hope and a future

.”  (Jeremiah 29:11) World English Bible

For the past several months, a team of dear friends and I planned a Christian woman’s event in a small winery.  As God would have it, all the pieces fit together. Now that it is over, I am very happy with the results. It was a darn nice night.  But during the planning of it all, I kept getting this tug on my heart from God asking me, “Who are you thinking on?”

I didn’t want to answer the question. One of my biggest fears has always been that if  I was working, in ministry or as a professional again, I would not be thinking on my family enough.  I would get caught up in the details of the ministry/work in front of me.  Because God had so meticulously hand picked the team for this event, all I had to do was show up…I can happily report I did not over think the event one bit.

But I did over think, analyze, and all out marinade on a heart ache I’ve been facing.  Oh, I spent time in prayer on it too, along the lines of, “Um Lord, could you wipe this out for me? Just lift off the hurt? Could you just make it all go away, ’cause I don’t want to deal with something that I have no way to deal with anyway. So, um…would you mind?”

Do you know what He said? Nothing. There was no epiphany of thought. There was no sudden, “Aha!” moment. And no, no healing either.

This has been a gradual reminder from on high. I began to come to Him, a little more each day,  about my family.  He would gently remind me that just as He thinks on me, I am called to think on them.  He thinks on me…as that comfort settles in on my heart, I’ve focused my thoughts and prayers on my family in a renewed way.

He knows my penchant to take a part and analyze. Some day, He will resolve all parts stemming from this hurt. Even in a poor state of mind, He thinks on me and never leaves me to my own methods.

“But I am poor and needy; yet the Lord thinks on me: you are my help and my deliverer; make no tarrying, O my God.”(Psalm 40:17)