The temperature was 90 degrees outside, but I spent all day under a blanket, with chills and body aches. Worse than a summer flu, though, was summer anxiety. I found myself feverish of body and mind, worrying about what this next year will look like.
I prayed about this all day, so wishing God would show up in my living room and lay out the future months for me, all nice and tidy like, so I can know what to expect.
This verse was my Bible reading for the day:
“A man’s steps are directed by the Lord. How then can anyone understand his own way?” (Proverbs 20:24 NIV)
My every footstep goes out into the mist, and God decides when it will land on something solid.
In the middle of wrestling with my thoughts, a friend came to the door, a good friend who ignored my bed head and messy house, plopping down next to me on the floor. I told her all my fears, groaning from body aches combined with the misery of wondering what the next months hold.
Wouldn’t you know she had been reading the same thing in Proverbs that very day -seeing all the verses describing how God directs our lives. She smiled big, waving rejoicing hands in the air, and said, Isn’t it a relief? The Sovereign God is directing our future where he wants it to go. We can’t possibly mess things up.
God showed up in my living room, just as I wished, in the form of this friend’s words dripping with the grace of encouragement.
Keep trusting, she said.
The best medicine I received all day.