If to God every day is as a thousand years and a thousand years as one day, does He see all our days as one? When He looks at us, does He see us at every age?
. . . With the Lord a day is like a thousand years, and a thousand years are like a day.
2 Peter 3:8
When I first came to know Him, as an awkward, shy adolescent, did He see the woman I would be today? When I felt abnormal because of my weight, did He whisper, "Just wait. It'll get better," but I didn't hear? When I cried in my bedroom as a teenager, wondering when my turn for love would come, did He see my wedding day? When I chided myself for not speaking up at my dad's 50th birthday party, did God know He would have me do it at Dad's funeral fourteen years later? When I felt sick about my parents' divorce, did He see the comfort I would give my friend going through the same thing shortly after?
And what about now? When I stress about writing projects, does He see the completed work? When I worry about the future of my kids, does He see who they are at 40? Does He shake His head and say, "Just hang on, Tam. The trial will be worth it"?
When we worry about what is, does He see the big picture? Does He see what WILL be, the end result to His perfect plan?
The thought comforts me somehow and encourages me to be patient. When I think about painful times and imagine Him knowing, in the precise moment of our pain, how it turns out for our best, I wonder why I ever worry or fear anything. There is a plan for each of us. Every day is part of it. He sees each tear, each victory, each burden, each celebration as one unit, one beautiful tapestry He constantly creates with our name on it, weaved together specifically and purposefully. Gently. Lovingly. Completely good.
Does this help you accept and cope with your difficulties?
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