Brianna got one of those Kung Fu Pandas in a happy meal and it was in the very back of my car and every bump I hit it went “ah-chaaaa.” It happened once before, and at that time it cracked me up, but this morning, I likened it to the spiritual warfare going on in and around my life. “ah-chaa” and Karate chops of the devil’s minions nagging at every bump, and the bumps ever increasing and/or not letting up. So today on the way in to work, I sighed deeply and asked God for inspiration to combat the dull ache in my gut that continues to plague me mostly when I’m alone with myself (ha to the bad grammar there – alone with myself – duh! – but whatever, I like it so it stays, poetic license).

I saw no words of inspiration written in the sky and heard none in my heart at the moment I asked for it, so I decided to just take in the scenery, perhaps wait and see what I was visually drawn to. This is what I saw.

Nice, neat, symmetrical green rows of crops with a row of telephone/power lines breaking up (spoiling?) the scenery. Then a little farther down the road, two Sandhill cranes most likely eating the seed newly planted in a field, a few of their babies a short distance away mimicking their parents moves (so funny looking I laughed out loud! Like they shouldn’t be able to stand on their thin hairline legs), and about eight sheep on a green hill.

Of course a few songs came to mind, My Father’s Eyes, I Will Never Be the Same Again, an old children's hymn – There is a Green Hill Far Away, My shepherd became a lamb, I am Jesus’ little lamb. And maybe this is selfish, but I thought to myself … no one going down this very road today will see the same things exactly at the same time as me, so I take it that it was put/painted there – at that moment in time - just for me to enjoy by a tender ovingly artistic God who knows every square inch of me that is visible AND the depths of my soul that no one but He can see.

And all I can think is Wow and all I can say is Thanks, but these simple words are said with a heart that is full and complete in my Savior as they are uttered from the depths and encompass much, much more than words could ever describe.

The dull ache, Yes it’s still there, but there is joy in the simple - living right next to it. Maybe. Just maybe. I am coming out of ‘this.’ And its HE who is leading me out. Or maybe He is just asking me to journey through ‘this’ and assures me that He is in ‘this’ with me.

Keep your eyes open today. And watch HIM will fill your heart with everything you are really longing for which is in reality, just being filled with HIM.