I'd given up finding the answer, and simply treasured a sweet memory of my grandma. Last week, I read a book by Jane Kirkpatrick, "All Together In One Place." I got to page 365, and my heart leaped. Could it be? "Ich bin klein. Mein Herz ist gane rein. Wiemand wohnet darin Jesus allein." A child asks what the words mean, and she says, "I am little. My heart is all pure. Nobody lives there, except Jesus alone."
Often we have questions that seem to lack answers. Even with the Internet, we can't always track down the information we want. No matter what the question, whether it's about life or writing, I pray for the answers. When my research fails to turn up anything, I put it on the back burner. The Lord always brings what I need when I need it.
Last week brought news of a layoff, which sent a wave of discouragement over me. The worry machine tried to kick into high gear, but I turned off the switch. Soon after, the Lord blessed me in several ways...a gift certificate, the translation of my grandma's saying, information for my book, and more.
How grateful I am for His loving concern over such small details. He knows all my needs and my heartfelt desires. I can rest in Him. For the God of the Universe, a job is a piece of cake.