Yesterday afternoon, a big wave of loneliness came over my soul. All of a sudden. And then the tears came. I cried and cried. A deep, mournful cry. My husband came home for a few minutes before he had to leave again to go to work. He held me for a minute. He said he would be praying. He brought me take-out Indian food. Then, off he went again to work. I felt bad for him, because I know that we only have pockets of moments like this together and yesterday's pocket was filled with me having a meltdown.
So, I let the tears come. I tried to "breathe in Jesus"... I cut some quilt squares through my sobs. And eventually, the tears subsided, and I pressed on.
I sat down at my computer to check email/shop/blog etc. And as I was reading some of my favorite blogs, I discovered two of my blogging friends had blogged about me.
Erin, who bought a quilt square pack from my shop last month, finished her quilt and wrote about it here. She wanted to let me know that the Lord really used that time of sewing to speak to her heart. She thanked me for the prayers that she knew I had prayed as I cut those squares. The tears came again as I read the story of the quilt. It was such an encouragement to me! God used that story to remind me that I am making a difference. He sees all those late nights, filled with me cutting square by square on my dining room table. He sees me standing in my kitchen over the ironing board, ironing each square, and lifting up prayers that the fabric will carry the presence of the Lord into each home... And I was reminded yet again that my prayers are not in vain. He is using me!
"Always Remember..." Quilt by Erin Compton
YOU ARE LOVED
And, as if that weren't enough, the Lord continued to woo me out of the pit that I had found myself in... I went to another blogging friend/shop customer's blog - all the way in New Zealand. Deb posted a worship song on her blog for me here. I listened to it over and over... And God continued to minister to my heart.
Neither of these women, one in California and the other in New Zealand, knew the loneliness that I was feeling at the moment they wrote of me in their blogs. But God knew. And He reached down to me through two sisters that I've never met. And my loneliness suddenly became less severe.
Thank you, Lord!