He Knows my Name!

A few years ago we often sang a worship song that contained the words, "He knows my name... He hears my anxious thoughts." He's been hearing some swirling and confused thoughts the past few hours. So much advice. So many plans on hold. So many choices to make. Charles Spurgeon said, "I am His servant, not His advisor." It's time for me to quiet my brain, put my hand in God's, and quietly wait for Him to guide me, rather than turn things around and try to figure out myself what I want Him to do for me! Isaiah 49:16 says, "See, I have written your name on my hand." It's exhilarating and comforting to realize that the hand that holds me has my name on it! I think it was tattooed there by a cruel Roman spike.

Good news: the friend who had prostate surgery last week is now off pain pills. What's more, the preliminary lab report shows "all the margins clean," which should mean that the doctor removed all the cancer. It's wonderful to watch God answer prayer.

I expect to put in another full day of work today; I'm so thankful for the strength God gives. And I'm so thankful for your continuing prayers and caring.

Love,
Carol