Seven years ago on the twenty-sixth of November my husband and I said “I do.” Actually, 2017 marks a whole decade since we exchanged our first “hellos” in a Tim Hortons coffee shop and soon thereafter began our long-distance relationship. Now I could go on and on about what makes my husband the best husband ever (for me, of course!)...However, this Thanksgiving week I’ve also been reminiscing and really just standing in awe of the greatness and perfect sovereignty of our Lord God. The intricate details of my life could have only been woven together by an all-powerful, all-knowing Creator. From before I was born, he knew all the details of my life. He knew my character, my personality, my circumstances and the journey I would take.
I’d like to share a little today on how God has faithfully provided for me since the day I was born. But even more so, I hope this encourages you to look back and document his provision and protection over your own life.
God gave me my parents who helped set the foundation for my faith in Jesus Christ.
He gave me His Word through a small town church in Iowa.
He gave me a continuing story when he preserved my life from plunging into an icy stream one cold Christmas morning sledding.
He gave me the gift of song through belting out hymns with my dad on Sunday mornings.
He gave me life-long friendships through neighbourhood girls, lemonade stands, cafeteria conversations, and movie marathons.
He gave me brothers (a girl’s first friends) who toughened me up (but also warded off any “suitors” that might want to date me...).
He gave me a stubbornness that made me determined not to date anyone until I was in college and ready to marry.
He gave me a best friend for life through trips-to-the-dentist chats and late night conversations with my mom.
He gave me a future sister-in-law whose friendship lead to divine matchmaking in a Canadian coffee shop over iced cappuccinos.
He gave me a flexible spirit when this match, this Canadian guy “Doug”, thwarted my dating plans and a long distance relationship ensued.
He gave me a mind and a love of learning to pursue post-Secondary education.
He allowed my perfectionist personality to struggle with disordered eating.
He gave me the courage to transfer schools, move away from home & family, and wrestle with loneliness.
He allowed my “Pharisee tendencies” and do-good-always spirit to cause a downward spiral into depression when I could no longer do life on my own.
He gave me a marriage and a husband to know, love, and challenge me more than any other.
He allowed trials upon trials to come my way once the newlywed stage ended and brought me to my knees in desperation and prayer once again.
He gave me career opportunities through an amazing dietitian community providing my family with another source of income.
He gave me a home where I could begin to find a refuge and create a place of belonging.
He gave me my first child, my little son, who radically shook my world forever.
He gave me patience as I continually tried to do life on my own.
He gave me the “Life of Moses” to make me realize my bitterness and lack of faith were keeping me from enjoying God’s peace.
He gave me a church family and several godly women to help me as I dived headfirst into the trenches of motherhood.
He gave me the book of Revelation to put the urgency of the Gospel and eternity in my heart.
He gave me a second chance and a welcoming hug as I ran back into the arms of my Saviour.
He gave me a husband who desires to lead the spiritual health of our family.
He gave me more women who spurred my faith with their hearts for the Lord and for their families.
He allowed a pituitary tumour to cause hormonal imbalance and teach me to lean into Him for all my heart’s desires and longings.
He gave me a new pregnancy after learning to trust Him over and over again.
He gave me the book of John to cause me to stand in awe of Christ’s extreme sacrifice once for all on the cross.
He gave me a godly small group in our church to stay and pray by my side.
He gave me a daughter who taught me again that each day is a gift that needs to be intentionally cultivated.
He gave me the Holy Spirit to guide my every step along the way and give me the words to speak when I can’t find them.
He gave me His son, Jesus Christ, once on the cross to die for every single one of my wretched sins so that one day I can see Him face to face in all of his glory for all of eternity.
He gave me all of my readers on this little blog so I could testify of his faithfulness and his provision in my life... and that others too may know the fullness of life through belief in Jesus.
He continually gives me hope for the future and perseverance to endure the everyday adversities and hard circumstances as I set my mind on things above.
For all of these gifts and more, I am truly thankful.
How has God guided, provided for, and preserved your life? I’d love to hear your testimony in the comments below!
Hi! I'm Erin – a follower of Christ, wife, mama of two, and registered dietitian. Welcome to my blog where I write about intentional motherhood, intuitive eating, inspired discipleship, and whatever else I feel like! I'm so glad you're here.
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