History with Him

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We were long into the night, almost the wee hours of the morning, when my friend and I were in deep discussion...in her car...outside the house I once lived in.

You know how it is. You're ending an evening of fun, but on the way home something comes up in conversation and you have to talk things out.

Husbands don't understand this. 

I know it seems suspect, especially after we've spent hours already talking, eating, laughing...one would think we'd covered everything, right?

"You're still talking?!" they text incredulously after determining that you're actually in front of the house...in the car.

The answer dear husbands is YES. Yes, we're still talking and no, we aren't finished and it might be another hour...or longer...so don't wait up!

On this night my friend had some things to vent about, worries to unload on a listening ear, concerns that needed a voice. The future too uncertain and too far away to linger long in the unknown.

What has stuck with me long after that night is a comment she made. In the midst of the unknown and the concern she said, "I have a history with the Lord and I know He'll provide...He'll take care of us...He always has."

I've thought about her comment many times since that night. Reviewing and replaying in my mind my own history with Him. I think back to the times I've searched for Him and found Him waiting patiently  on me. The times He's provided when it seemed impossible in my eyes. The answers He's provided when no one else could. His unfailing love continually being poured out on me regardless of my behavior or obedience towards Him.

Replaying my own history with the Lord reminds me that He's a promise keeper...He is faithful, unchanging, immovable.

My history with Him makes an unsure future much more certain.

*Photo props: Sunrise in Texas earlier this year, taken before school by my eldest, 8 years old*