Where shall I go from your Spirit? Or where shall I flee from your presence? If I ascend to heaven, you are there! If I make my bed in Sheol, you are there! If I take the wings of the morning and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea, even there your hand shall lead me, and your right hand shall hold me.
I want to share with you an amazing moment. It was a private moment but then, you know I like to share those things.
A few nights ago I laid in bed, in pain... My husband was working and I was alone. I had been having restless leg, involuntary movements that hurt. I couldn't get comfortable. I rolled from one side to another, pillow between my legs to balance my hips. I could feel every stitch. I could feel the joints in my ankle grind together.
Frustrated to tears.
Frustrated into prayer.
I wish I could remember my exact prayer... Having to do with His will. Having to do with my pain. Something about my belief in Him and all things being possible through Him. I told Him I knew he was with me. As I spoke with the Father something happened.
My leg, from my hip bone to my toes tingled then got warm and heavy as if something, someone, had wrapped around it all the way and compressed. My pain was gone, my leg no longer restless. No longer involuntarly moving. Still.
I cried! I praised and thanked Him... Laying on my back I raised my arms up, hands opened to the heavens and I sang.... In the dark and through tears.
Amazing grace, how sweet the sound
That saved a wretch like me.
I once was lost, but now I am found.
'Twas blind but now I see.
'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear
And grace my fears relieved.
How precious did that Grace appear the hour I first believed.
Grace and mercy found me in the dark. Grace and mercy answers my prayers.
Pain does come back and frustration always follows. The Father is also, always there.