God Saw This Day
For most of us, life exists in the before and after. Before the call and after, before the doctor ushered us from the room and gave us the news and after before the ultrasound silenced the room with it’s stillness and after, before the text from the other woman came across his phone and after, before the crash of metal and screams —and after.
For me, this looks like, before the call from my brother came with his broken voice on the line explaining, “Stace, they’re talking about tumors and stuff” and after. The day we found him on the floor in convulsions and they said he wouldn’t live through the night and after, the day they carried his body from the house covered with a sheet, and after.
And also, before finding a circular mark behind my right knee and holding it up to my best friend and saying, “I got bit by something at the horse farm—- thinking I had mono again a few weeks later and after. (I live in Florida, what is Lyme? I had no clue what that bulls-eye meant)
My wise friend, Alicia, has a gift of comfort and encouragement. When those days come that change life forever, she whispers to the hurting, “God saw this day.” Click To Tweet Wrapped up in those words is the understanding that while God did not cause this, he is not caught off guard and has made perfect provision for all that comes with this day.
Just weeks ago her husband was injured in a terrible accident. Her life was divided into yet another before and after. While her husband was crying out in pain, waiting for the ambulance he looked up at her and whispered, “God saw this day.”
Friends, can I encourage you that whatever may come today, whatever words may be spoken; God has not been caught off guard, but has made perfect provision ahead of you.
Should the test come back abnormal or the call come that divides life into a before and after, that thrusts you onward into a new normal can I assure you that “God saw this day”?
And when the weight of the before and after’s feels too much, like they might just squeeze the air, the life from your lungs, can I challenge you to spend some time thinking about a different set of before and after’s?
For me they look like this, before I heard Avery’s first cry and after, before I first saw Ryan’s goofy, mischievous smile and after, before I’d fed the hungry and desperate on Thanksgiving and after, before I’d watched Hayden and Julie sit up in the tree together fighting imaginary bad guys and after, before I went to my first Cardinals game with my brother and after.
Whatever tomorrow might look like you can face it with confidence, knowing “God saw this day” and holds all of your before’s and afters in the palm of his hand.
Feature Photo courtesy of Hannah Stucky Photography