How God Provides with the Sweetest of Sanctuaries by Maura Merrigan Peña
It began to grate on my nerves. Each and every early spring morning, and all through summer, I just couldn’t bear it anymore. “Close the windows”, complaining to my husband, “I just cant take those birds anymore and their incessant tweets!”
“Do you still want to sleep?”, he asked as he noisily crunched the blinds upwards. No more could I sleep past 7:00am at the least!
Wasn’t this sound though, the most pleasing of quintessential mornings that everyone dreams of waking to? Did I not use to delight as a child rising to the chirping accompanied by the neighbor’s lawnmower and sweet aroma of grass!?
I became complacent over the years and dull to the surrounding beauty that God had provided. How was it even possible to take for granted such loveliness and missing out entirely on His beautiful lessons.
It wasn’t until there came a time I found myself on weeks of bed rest, with a cerebral spinal leak, that I came to my senses. The agony in my neck and head were harrowing to say the least. Yet bedridden, in excruciating pain and fighting the darts of horrid anxiety, thinking I wouldn’t wake the next morning, My God provided me with His word: “I lie down and sleep, I wake again because the Lord sustains me.”*
I began to truly “taste and see that the Lord is good, and blessed is He who takes refuge in Him.” **
He was my sanctuary, He was “my hiding place”*** and God provided even more sanctuaries in the midst of despair.
In my safe haven, I saw from a seemingly comatose state, how my God provided a most loving husband who proved to be forbearing in his service to me. It was this sacrificial love that had me falling more in love with him all over again, in the most treasured way I never would have thought possible.
I saw my precious children step up to the plate and help out with a sweet caring strength all along trying to live their lives of school, studies and activities. Edward Everett once said, “There is no sanctuary of virtue like the home.”
I saw God provide through family members, friends and church brethren as they lavished love upon all of us with visits, meals and encouragement to get us through each day, week, and month. This was what it was like to see Jesus through the outpouring of others’ love. This was God’s provision.
Then, one day, and each day thereafter, it happened upon awakening, opening my eyes to see my husbands dear face, my God providing that great “joy that came in the morning!”. ****
Suddenly there were the birds again. In an instant, what used to be an annoyance, came the most pleasurable song of thanksgiving to my God upon hearing the choir of sparrows! I was, awake, alive. As melodramatic as this sounds, it was the reality of every morning. Here was another day. Was “I not worth much more than they?”*****
I’d whisper, “Oh Thank you Lord, praise you for the swallows and all small things, for their sweet melody and your presence/presents to me through my husband, and the family of God. Thank you for an abundance of the sweetest sanctuaries!”
* Psalm 3:5
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