Restoration

A simple request this morning: restoration.

A friend of a friend Kathi Macias "uses her books to motivate and inspire on a range of social justice issues. But this was 'unexpected': the model for the cover of her latest book is a homeless man searching for his daughter. She's started a campaign to help the two reunite."
 ~ Author, Jocelyn Green

Here's the story: http://kathimacias.com/help-reunite-a-family/

As I read, I felt the urge to pray, and as I prayed I understood- I would like to solve all this family's problems, yet God desires more. He would like to heal every wound.

My prayer this holiday season is that God would provide in the extraordinary way he always does; for his ways, while often unexpected, are ultimately what fill and restore.

Thank you Jesus for your great love for us. We have two wonderful celebrations nearing; a time to give thanks and a time to recognize the many gifts in our lives. While we celebrate lights and sounds and food and giving may we remember that true meaning in every season comes through God's passionate, unfailing, abundant love for us- No matter who we are, or where we've been.

If you recognize this man, please leave information in the comments section at the bottom of Kathy's blog. If you don't, remember that prayer is a most powerful tool- it is not a last resort, but rather the best strategy we can take!

And either way, may we have our eyes opened to the many gifts in our own lives, and to pursue a life of gratitude-- especially as we embrace our unexpected blessings.

~Just Me

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