“Surprise, it’s Me”

Well, it is only halfway through the day and I now know what God had for me today. I arrived at the ‘School of His Presence’ presentation with Eric William Gilmour at CAPSS Conference 2018 in Niagra Falls.  After his first segment we set aside time to focus on Christ, to worship and listen for His voice, to enter into His presence.

I saw the picture of the little girl again (you know the same little girl that jumped out of bed like it was Christmas morning), only this time I was sitting on a beach, and my little hands smoothed out the sand in front of me with expectation.

I waited to see what God was going to say. Perhaps he was going to write something in the sand for me? Maybe a burning bush? A new assignment?And then I saw the feet of Jesus and looked up.

“Surprise” he said, “it’s me”.

How many times as Christians do we leave God out of the picture completely? We go ahead into the fray expecting great ‘things’ from God, when it is HE who is great! We look around us watching and waiting, but we don’t look for HIM specifically.

Listening to Eric’s message reminded me of a time when I was aching inside, and I didn’t know why. I went to the piano (my prayer closet) and sat still. I began to play and enter into Christ’s presence and Jesus answered me with these words…..

“When the silence shouts inside I know I’m overdue, for a cup of water and a living word from You. Oh just for once you’d think I’d meet you halfway, but You’re always first in line for me.”

Jesus knows we need Him. When you are feeling restless and can’t put a finger on what is wrong, it is really your soul missing His presence. If you are constantly aching and feeling like something is not right, it is time for you to call out His name. He will respond.

Today I want to be first in line for You Lord.

You are my surprise everyday, and You are everything to me.

 

My Christmas Surprise

We were expecting a rather quiet, but blessed Christmas season, with our youngest daughter who teaches at a Bible School, flying in from Australia. It would be her first Christmas at home in three years.

We learned months prior to December we would be blessed for four days the week before Christmas, by our daughter’s bestie, whom we endearingly refer to as ‘number four’. She was flying in from Toronto, where she studies dance. Accompanying her would be her fiance, whom we had met the year before at Christmas time. He was flying in from Florida.

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Monday night I left work in the dark and walked home along the snowless sidewalk, excited to see who would be gathered around the fire at home. The air was crisp, but unusually warm for the week before Christmas.

I rounded the final block and a car came out of no where, and drove up beside me and stopped. The window went down and I heard a voice say “can we help you with your bags?” I bent down to see a familiar face smiling at me. It was our son’s girlfriend. I looked behind the wheel and there he was – our son. But how I wondered? They were in Europe skating. We had just Face-timed them the day before.

Still in shock, I hopped in the back seat. Seconds later their rental car was parked in our driveway. They had flown all the way from Utrecht (Netherlands) to surprise us. Although they were given five days off, much of that would be travel time. I was overjoyed at their adventurous spirits and their huge sacrifice to be with us for a few short days. Due to the nature of our son’s work, it was his first Christmas at home in seven years.

Although our eldest daughter and son-n-law and two precious grand-children would not be able to join us, I cherished our time together in October and November.

As if things couldn’t get better, I looked out the window Monday night and saw the snow begin to fall. Every bed in our house was full and so was my heart. 

The fullness would continue with a spur of the moment family dinner planned for the next evening, Mom and Grandma, and other dear friends travelling up the next day.

I knew in a few short days our circumstances would be quite different. Our full house would not remain full, but the memories made, our conversations and warm embraces would be more than enough to keep a smile on my face all year long.

-Cindy