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He saw me; and then I saw him!

On this journey of mine, of late, I have felt lost more than found. Confused rather than certain. Yet. YET! I started the year attempting two daily "read the bible in one year" things...and now I'm down to one. However, before I stopped the one, I happened to read Genesis 16 two days in a row and was struck both times when Hagar has her encounter with God.

The Message version especially made my heart sing: '"You're the God who sees me! Yes! He saw me; and then I saw him!"

I know that believing is seeing, but every once and a while, this lady at least, needs to feel seen by God.

And yesterday morning, as I was cleaning out a box, I found at the very bottom, in a corner, the necklace my husband got me for my first mothers day. It's a simple cross, but it symbolizes so many things to me. I love this necklace. But I lose things. In the past 6.5 years, I have lost this love twice; certain both times it was gone and then it shows up in the most unlikely of places.

Yesterday, if I had not been going through that box (and odds were pretty low that would be the case, much less going through every single thing instead of just pitching it all!), I would not have found the necklace.

As soon as I saw it my heart leaped and my first thought was, "God sees me!" Silly...I know. But in my heart, I also know that it's true. God saw me and then I saw him. At that place, at that time, He was there.

In this time, when I need God more than ever, and I don't always feel him, it was a simple, glorious way for Him to remind me that not only am I exactly where I am supposed to be; but I'm there WHEN I need to be.

God sees me. Always. But unfortunately, I sometimes have to know that, tangibly, before I can see him. Yesterday, finding that necklace was a gift. And capturing the moment here, now, will serve as a reminder. That God has this. God has me. And he's always there, in the background, waiting to be seen. And that even when I don't see him; he sees me.

What a beautiful thing.


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