Last week, I shared how I often need the reminder that God's words are true and wonderful. I know they are truth, but sometimes it's hard to live in that daily. Life throws a lot at us, it gets hard to focus on truth and light. I launched a poll asking whether you guys were in need of this reminder, that God's words are true and wonderful, or if you were obeying and praying His word. Overwhelmingly, most of us said we needed the reminder that God's words are true and wonderful. This space, Polished Arrow, is a place for simply choosing. A place where you can simply choose Jesus above all that life throws at you. A spot where you can come for encouragement and gentle reminders that God is here for you, no matter what decision you are in the middle of making or whatever stage and season of life you find yourself in. The other thing to know? That I'm right there with you. Because the words found here are stories, mainly my story, of how God has shown Himself faithful to me over and over and over again. Simply because? I choose Him. Is it hard? Most definitely. Yet for the grace and mercy He shows continually, it's worth it.
And this week? He showed me that through coffee. Which is just fitting, because well, I love that stuff.
This is an almost sad story made good, entitled: A Girl and Her Coffee. (As previously appeared in an instagram story and possibly one day a book title for me, because it's just fitting.)
Last Friday, I drank the last of my coffee. I didn't replenish, so I woke up on Saturday with none! I stopped at Walgreens on my way home yesterday, but they had no coffee in bean form. Yes, I need bean form. Tired, and over the week I had (because it was another not so great one), I figured I'd just be without coffee this morning.
But, as I was making toast (at 11:50am), I looked and saw an almost empty bag of coffee that I had bought while visiting my parents! Looking at the beans, I was thinking there wasn't enough to make a good cup. I decided to measure anyways. And friends, are we surprised at all that there was the exact amount I needed?
I shouldn't be, but I was.
It seems lame and trivial to say it was the Lord. But He showed me something good that was buried and forgotten. And He let me have it.
I'm thankful for the coffee made today, but even more thankful that God doesn't keep things buried. It seems that darkness overcomes and overwhelms. But it has a purpose.
Just when it seems hope is buried and gone. It bursts forth into glorious light.
A picture of faithfulness. And God's good work.
It's not about the coffee at all, though I'm thankful for it. It's about God reminding me that He sees me.
In the dark.
In the times when things feel hopeless.
And when I feel forgotten.
It's about Him not forgetting me at all. Or you.
"Lord, You have treated Your servant well,
Lord, You are good and You do what is good. Though my afflictions do not feel good, and it feels I can be crushed under the weight of so much, there You meet me. There You give me strength.
I delight in Your instruction, knowing by faith that is for good, as You have promised and better than anything else I can receive. Even though the darkness wants me to believe it, You do not forget me Lord. Something is bursting forth into the light. Let it come.
reflect and share.
What is something you once thought was buried and forgotten,
that God is showing you now?
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