The Love of God Never Fails
One thing that I have found over the years is that God is not assertive but gently nudges me, directing me toward the path that he has for my life. Sometimes I find that the desires of my heart are so far away from reality, they appear impossible to accomplish. But I have found that God guides me, step by step, increasing my confidence in him, giving me the will to keep reaching for what he has called me to do. When no outward evidence exists, a part of me says turn around; stop what you are doing; everyone is right. Nevertheless, God provides a situation that helps to increase my faith, because he loves me and wants the best for me, and you. In these times, I try to remind myself that the love of God never fails.
Romans 8:37-39 (KJV) tells me, “37 Nay, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him that loved us. 38 For I am persuaded, that neither death, nor life, nor angels, nor principalities, nor powers, nor things present, nor things to come, 39 Nor height, nor depth, nor any other creature, shall be able to separate us from the love of God, which is in Christ Jesus our Lord.” If this is God’s word, and I believe it is, then God’s love is always with me. If it is with me, then I have nothing to fear, and if I am patient and follow him, the desires he gives me within my heart will happen.
Last week in Seattle, we had an appointment that we needed to attend at four pm. We left Vancouver early that morning to arrive in Seattle by nine am; this allowed us enough time to help my son move to a new location, and make sure we could arrive at the appointment on time. As always, that day the traffic was horrendous. The city has some of the worse traffic that I have seen; having lived there for a couple of years, I found the traffic around the city and its surrounding areas to be the most awful part of living there.
With the heavy rain and the traffic, it took most of the day to make two trips between locations, although the distances between locations were less than fifteen miles apart. Tired from lifting the heavy boxes, and weary of sitting in the car most of day as we inched along in the very slow-moving traffic, grumpiness came upon all of us. We wanted to rest and eat, however it was three o’clock pm, and the location of the appointment was twenty-five miles away. That might not cause alarm in some places, but in Seattle it does; you have to hurry up and wait in the heavy traffic. We had an hour to make to the appointment, which was fourteen minutes away, per the GPS; we figured we had enough time to at least make it on time to the interview, and give us a few minutes extra to wait around.
We left for the meeting a couple of minutes after three, and upon approaching the entrance onto the interstate, to hour horror we found traffic blocked up for at least a mile; and at a dead stop. Slowly we moved along trying to reach I5; we reached the actual interstate road around three thirty pm, only thirty minutes left.
“We should turn around; it is no way we are going to make it to the appointment,” my husband said, “look at the traffic.” Tensions from the traffic, and the exhaustion of the move affected all of us. My husband was right; the cars moved slowly on the interstate as well, and we still had ten exits to go in the bumper-to-bumper traffic.
My son sitting in the back seat, agreed, saying “ I can reschedule, it is no big deal.”
My first notion was to agree with the both of them. “Call and see if you can reschedule the appointment,” I said desolately. He tried calling; of course, the person we needed to talk to was unavailable. “Ok turn around,” I said giving in; it looked just hopeless. “You can call him later,” I told my son. My tired body, I wanted to give up, regardless of how important it was at that moment.
“I am stuck in the middle lane now, I can’t move over,” my husband cried aggravated trying to find a way to get off the interstate and onto the next exit so we could turn around. God in his goodness works in strange ways. I give him all the glory, for just a perfect day although it was stressful and tiring. We found ourselves stuck in the middle lane, and could not move over to exit so we kept creeping along quietly. Within my heart, my thoughts told me, “just keep going.” I never heard you would make it to the appointment though. I have grown to understand, God never gives you the complete picture, only enough to motivate you to move forward.
“Move over into the left lane, when you can,” I told my husband. I won’t tell you want he said, heheh, when he looked at the line of traffic to our left. Finally, he made it over into the left lane, and we kept inching along; everything around us telling us it was impossible, we would never make it. Even if we made it to the exit, there were stop lights to hold us up before we reached out destination. Thoughts plagued my mind, saying we should give up. However, upon reaching the exit, to my surprise, only two cars ahead of us took turned off; the three lanes on the state road were empty. We could make up the time we lost on the interstate. To make a long story short, we made it at the appointment at four o’clock pm exactly.
I give God all the glory because he is good. Nothing was favorable at that moment, but God made it possible to get to the appointment on time. This is just a single example of how things work in my life with God. Anything given to me by God, is worth fighting for, but it is never easy, per say. The obstacles of the world are always present trying to stop me, if it is the plan of God. Trusting in God, however, I found that when I follow the peace that I have within my heart, regardless of the circumstance, he shows up making everything work out for my good.
My favorite scripture, the one I lean upon constantly to help me through times that I don’t understand. Proverbs 3:5-6 (KJV) 5 Trust in the Lord with all thine heart; and lean not unto thine own understanding. 6 In all thy ways acknowledge him, and he shall direct thy paths.” This promise from God, I live by and if you can trust also, you can see God’s blessing open doors for you as well.
To finish my story, on our way back from the appointment, the same state road, earlier free from traffic, was crowded with cars, both directions; and again we were in slow-moving traffic. Nevertheless, the best blessing in the story is that, my son got the job his heart desired; just because we kept pushing forward, following the leading of the Holy Spirit.
The Love of God Never Fails