It is 2:00am in the morning and I cannot believe that I am up. But it is one of those rare nights when sleep escapes me. I almost feel like I will burst. I cannot believe the ways that God answers our hearts’ cries and prayers for ministry. I am like a little kid in the ice cream shop getting giddy about how she can get any flavor of ice cream that her heart desires. And what’s more, she gets to have more than one cone.

“My cup runneth over…”
It is as if God literally hears my thoughts and then, just makes it happen….very serendipitously.
How often in the last few months have I felt this way! How often I have sensed God literally hearing my words. Wow, that is a very powerful image for me as an Asian American…that God literally hears me and listens to me. That is a profondly baffling reality to know of and experience when I consider my own father’s detachment while growing up. Moreover, when I think of how life was always more about my mother and her needs and not what I had to say.

How wonderful and how marvelous to know of this as God’s relationship with me!

As glorious as that is, still the real pearl is not that He hears me. The real prize or pearl is that he cares. It is that he hears, and he does stuff just for me to know that he cares. It is what my friends call tangible ‘kisses’ from God
No one else will understand all the undercurrents of his way of answering my prayers or changing history….that is his secret with me. How marvelous that I and we have this type of relationship with God.

In the secret, in the quiet place , You are there….with me.
“What other nation is so great as to have their gods near them the way the LORD our God is near us whenever we pray to him? ” Deut. 4:7