There are so many things to tell you that made me think of that, so I will simply touch on the highlights:
- At a Gaither concert (Friday night in Lubbock) watching as people ranging in ages from 9 or 10 to 70 or 80 (and then some) worshipped the Lord together -- hands lifted high, eyes closed, tears streaming. The response from people when I tell them I went to a Gaither concert has ranged from "I can't stand that crap" to "That music just stirs my soul" and my own anticipation of going was somewhere right in the middle -- but you can't be among people sincerely worshipping and not see the fingerprints of God.
- Sunday morning as Troy was honored to sing with Hallal and all of our parents were here, sitting with me and my children and another church friend and her children sat with us, I saw the fingerprints of God as we all sat and worshipped as family.
- A broken man, confessing to his church family of the sinful life he longs to leave and the faithful wife who weeps with him have the fingerprints of God all over them.
- Healed marriages that have been where that wounded couple has been show the healing power of God's fingerprints.
- The one that made me think there is truly a man at my church walking around with a fingerprint of God on him -- a few weeks ago doctors found what they believed to be a cancerous lesion on the back of Ken's eye. Completely losing the eye was one of the surgical options tossed around. Prayers were prayed with fervor. At Ken's follow-up, the doctor said, "There's some sort of stain there, but there's nothing cancerous or anything to worry about." I told Ken, "That's God's fingerprint left there to testify to His healing power."
I am so thankful for evidences of God to testify to His power.
