HE Emails

If you were reading here last summer, you may remember I "accidentally" got started on a mini series about God. It started with HE Speaks. Then came HE Laughs, HE Knows What We Need, HE Forgives, HE Comforts, HE Runs, HE Watches, and HE Gives Hope.
Goodness, I didn't realize the list was that long. Please do not feel obligated to go and read each one. But you might enjoy picking one or two! *grin*
Anyway, today God showed me something else HE does.

HE emails!

I have mentioned previously that I am speaking at a women's conference in Holland, Michigan on February 28. For one of the sessions I'll be giving my talk, Confessions of an Irritable Mother. But for the other session, I am writing a new talk.
I have had the concept for this talk in my mind since last spring and now have the opportunity to flesh it out. Over the past few weeks I have been making notes about ideas I wanted to include, but when I sat down to write it just wasn't flowing well. So last night I decided to send an email to my prayer team and ask them to pray for me as I write. (Brilliant, I know. Ask your prayer team to pray. OK, I'm a little slow sometimes!)
Anyway, this morning when I sat down to write - and even before I began - I could sense God leading me. And I was so thankful.

But then He went a step further.

Yes, the talk seemed to be "flowing" and I was glad for that. But in the back of my mind I was still having doubts. Should I really say this? Is anyone going to relate to this thought? Will I touch someone with that statement?
And then God emailed me to put my anxious thoughts to rest. Well, He used my friend's fingers and email account, but I am just sure the email came from Him.
As I was writing, I saw on the corner of my computer screen that an email had just come from this friend, so I clicked over to read it. Her husband bought her a copy of Finding Joy for Christmas (What a guy! *grin*) and she was emailing me to let me know how God had been speaking to her through the devotions, and that He had timed things perfectly.
She finished her message by saying, "I just wanted to share with you how your words are being used. Isn't it amazing that God knew when and where I would need to read that devotional and those words? I love that!"

This message came in the midst of me feeling insecure about whether the words I was writing for the conference would be "right," and whether or not "I" would reach the hearts of these women. God showed me through my friend's testimony that He used the words I wrote in Finding Joy in just the right way, and at just the right time. And I was certain He was saying to me, See, Karen, it isn't about you. It's about Me. I will give you the words to say and I will work out the timing in the lives of each of the women who listens to you at that conference. Quit worrying, little one. Just trust Me.

God sent me an email today, and He delighted my heart!