Accessible Miracle

Heavy fog envelops our home. We are covered and insulated as if by a thick cotton blanket. It would seem the ships are navigating their course masterfully, in the noticeable absence of foghorns.

The muted stillness is restful with a protective quality. The trees look as if they are posing for a photograph. Everything is hushed as if collectively holding a breath. With the understanding that a coastal wind could interrupt the tranquil scene before us at any moment.

I close my eyes and sigh a deep “thank you” to my Creator. It feels like the metronome for the morning is set at thirty beats per minute [slow]. I feel like a child who has gently, lovingly been ushered from her sweet sleep. To ease me into “awake time,” I am ensconced in what seems like a loving embrace. I’m filled with peace and warmth. This experience is like a father saying, “Come sit with me. Let’s watch nature together. And I will share with you, that you may share with others.”

His love is everywhere. The miracle of His presence is accessible, always. Our part is to look for Him; to seek Him out as the Lover of our soul.


His Word tells me that “when I seek Him I will find Him.” As I head into my to-dos for the day, I whisper, “I love you.” I am whispering to the One who gave everything for me and for you. Gratitude fills my soul.  In this moment I find that He is my pursuer – more of His love awaits.

Regardless of how we begin the day; whether we are dissatisfied, harried, grumpy, or angry, we can pause. We can alter our course by focusing back on His love. He promises us that His “mercies are new every morning.” We can tap into His love and mercy by telling Him we love Him. We can ask for His help, and He will help us. Sometimes at this juncture I pray the Lord’s Prayer; and the result is the stress, pressure, and burdens that weighed me down, melt away.

Let joy be your continual feast. Make your life a prayer. And in the midst of everything be always giving thanks, for this is God’s perfect plan for you in Christ Jesus.                        I Thessalonians 5:16-18. (TPT).

Jacquie ♥




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I am a writer and counselor, who embraces joy and holds tight to hope. I live with my husband Ken, of 44 years, and he is the love of my life. I enjoy inspirational and devotional writing, home decor, gardening, and being in community. My husband and I are missionaries to children in Washington State, and love the privilege of being with them.

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