Sometimes it is so hard to see the hand of God working in my life. I search, I seek, I pray and... nothing. It is as if I am hitting a brick wall, my words just ink on the pages.
But, then, there are the times that He moves in my life in such a mighty, obvious way! I would have to be blind to not see it.
But how many times am I blind to Him? How many times do I have my face turned, like Lot's wife, looking back? Looking at my failures, my regrets, my sorrows. And I miss Him. He shows up but I don't notice.
Tonight I say, "Thank you! Thank you for your faithfulness! Thank you for your love! Please don't quit on me now!"