“You will show me the way of life.”

Psalms 16:11 NLT

Good morning, God’s Child.

I’ve been at the heart hospital with dad the past couple of days. Hospitals are thinking places. At least for me. You know, over and over we get broken by the daily events of life. And, over and over we get opened up -not so much by the predictable … but usually I’m surprised by the nuances that break me open. There seems to be an unwritten code that is sent with each life: ‘you will get broken and opened in ways that will surprise you.’ It can be a weary journey. Others have gone before us. They’ve set examples of crumbling into a puddle and giving up under the weight, or opening up to be shown the way through the journey with their faith and vision. Dad’s a faith and vision guy. His heart beat is in afib at the moment and his heart history and his body chemistry makes him a “difficult case”. His norm is to go full throttle into getting things done, but his heart team is working slower and more cautiously than he would like. It gets frustrating. Yet, even here, as our visiting loves come in and out, carrying their life-stuff, just like dad being guided through in this hurry-up-and-wait time, we are being shown the hand of God guiding each other. His vibrant voice calling each one in every beat, His hand gently guiding, “this is the way, my child, walk with Me here”. We keep being reminded that it is in being broken open that faith and vision open the doors that open our hearts, expands our understanding, and leads us into strong places with our Creator.

Wake up.

Break open to be shown life.

Go.