Wednesday, October 8 I received this email from a co-worker:
I just "needed" to let you know that I heard your song THREE times last night ...I stopped myself to listen to the words -- really listen. They're amazing, and perfect. Then on my way home I was switching stations and there it was again... I had to, again, listen to the lyrics. About 5 minutes later, it came on again.
I don't know why I'm "telling" you this, but if I've learned one thing about God's plan for us is that He TELLS us so many things when we're not really listening. I don't know if I'm SUPPOSED to share this with you, or if it's supposed to MEAN anything to YOU or ME, but I'm throwing it out there. I felt good listening to it. I felt HOPE.
So, for the first time since my heart was broken in August, I listened to the song again. And the following words stood out so much to me that I just had to make it my facebook status:
I might have to wait, I'll never give up. I guess it's half timing, and the other half's luck. Wherever you are, whenever it's right, you'll come out of nowhere and into my life...And though I can't see every possibility, somehow I know it'll all work out.
I felt hope too. I just had to believe that God was going to carry me through this season of life. I had to believe that it would all work out.
|Sunday in Scranton, the day before the call.|