Wednesday, April 9, 2014

Mists and Miracles

The mist was rising mystical and beautiful over Gar Creek, early, as I drove past.  It captures our gazes from behind the rolled up windows every time.  And now the steam rising from the silver pot of Italian vegetable soup on the stove;  always, always I pause and think of it and how to explain it to the kids....those vapors rising. 

And I smile wide this morning.  I smile and I sob, too, because I remember HIS word saying this in the book of James:  

You are a mist that appears for a little while and then vanishes................

And my very small mind reaches for this...........reaches hard to comprehend a few things like: 

You clothed me with skin and flesh, and you knit my bones and sinews together--Job 10:11)
..........within a vapor

For I know the plans I have for you," declares the LORD, "plans to prosper
you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future--Jeremiah 29:11.

..........within a vapor

For this God is our God for ever and ever; he will be our guide even to the end. Psalms 48:14
..........within a vapor

Somewhere within the wisps you and I have come.  In the mist I have ran in fields and scaled those giant round bales of hay.  I have had puppies and written papers, had break ups and enjoyed brownies.  I have felt conviction of my sins then later was "joy drowned" when they were washed away from me.   I have felt compassion and hatred, have seen my babies born on hospital beds and the smile of my husband as he sees them, too.  In the vapors I have pondered bird songs and bought groceries, have prayed for a friend and asked for advice.  I have tried really hard and later, understood grace.  It suddenly seems so amazing that all of this, HE calls a vapor?

And I breath out the miracle of my breath and His plans for me and us, and consider that if all of this is just a vapor to Him, then what more does he have in store? 

And then He reminds me,

 "No eye has seen, no ear has heard, and no mind has imagined what God has prepared for those who love him."



  1. Keep the faith, we have the day and tomorrow is not promised.
    Uncle Terry

  2. Thank you, Uncle. You made me think of my little Grandma, too, just then. :) Love you very much!

  3. I was just thinking how a vapor rises, it touches heaven and heaven touches it, holding it sometimes until it releases it back down to water the earth. Everything has a purpose. Each thing touches another and like a stone thrown into the pond, ripples. Our lives though so small, even as a vapor, still have the power within that smallness to do such amazing an extraordinary things. How thankful I am that the power that was in Christ Jesus, which rose Him from the dead, lives in me.
    I am like a vapor, but with Holy Spirit power surging through each little droplet that makes me who I am~ you too, Praise God!


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