Life in His Hand

The one great thing that really excites me about being a Christian is the fact that God is in my life. He's real. He's present. I see Him, sense Him, hear Him, feel Him. It's not pretend. He is not an imaginary friend that my mind conjures up on it's own. What so excites me about God is that He shows up. He is thoughtful. One day at church, a few weeks ago, during prayer, our speaker prayed, " Lord, put your arm around those who are hurting today." As I was kneeling there, I felt someone touch my back. Twice. I looked to see who it was. It wasn't the person beside me or the person behind me (I even asked). I was so overwhelmed by that. God put His arm around me that day. Did I deserve it? No. I'm struggling a lot lately. All I could think was--He really wants me to know He loves me. And that He understands my struggles and problems and no matter what I do--He still loves me. When He promises to carry you--He does. When He promises to save you--He do...

From what dangers, seen and unseen, we have been preserved through the interposition of the angels, we shall never know, until in the light of eternity we see the providences of God. Desire of Ages 240. This was what we discussed at prayer-meeting last week. Guardian angels. What an amazing thought. There are mighty angels watching over every move we make and intervening, at times, on our behalf. I sometimes sit here and wonder what my angel thinks of my life. Of the way I do things. I wonder if he cheers for me when I overcome or do the right thing. How does he feel when I mess up? What does he think when he sees me hurting? Or worried or happy? I think he weeps with me and rejoices with me. Someday, I'll meet him and hear about all the times he stepped in and saved my life, keeping me alive because it just wasn't my time to go yet.  Someday I'll hear about my life as seen through his eyes. How strange and wonderful that will be. He'll say, "Hey remember ...