Yes, I am a God watcher. I have been watching Him since I was about 5 1/2 years old. I watched Him change my parent's lives. I watched Him change the lives of other adults around me too. And I watched Him meet my basic needs and then some. Always. Never once did He let me down.
As I sit here today thinking about God during this time of year--Autumn, I always wax nostalgic. I become even more aware of all the things in my life that I am thankful for. My gratitude swells, my eyes mist over, and my heart leaps in my chest when I think of God and all that He has done for me.
Not to dwell too much on my childhood (but just enough to make my point) I watched God move in and through my life. I watched Him draw me to Him, and then I watched as He protected me, provided for me, and comforted me. He was always there, just a breath away. All I ever had to do was call for Him. I would and still do feel His presence immediately.
Yes, I am a God watcher. As an adult, I have watched Him heal my family and friends, mend their marriages, and provide them with jobs. It's kind of funny though--as I prayed for them, there was never any doubt in my mind that He was not hearing me. No, I knew that I knew, that He heard every word I spoke. And I also knew that if it was in any way going to benefit the people I love, well, He would answer my prayers for them.
As I raised my own little family, I watched Him work in the hearts and lives of my children. And now, the same, with my grandchildren. My prayer is that they too will become God watchers. And that they will come to rely on Him the way I do.
When it came (comes) to pray for me, it's much the same. I pray, He hears. I then watch as He works. It's always been that way, and I see no reason for it to change or be any different. As long as I keep watching, I'll keep seeing. Notice that I did not say--as long as I keep watching, He'll keep working. Nope. I meant what I said the first time. He is always working, He'll never stop working. And I am always watching. I've got my eyes on Him. That awesome father of mine. He hasn't failed me yet.
I'm watching Him right now. I'm watching as He heals my heart--it's a little broken. I miss my friends, and right now I'm watching Him add to my collection. I'm making new friends. I'm watching Him watch me as I play with my new little puppy. He watched me all those nights as I cried myself to sleep mourning the death of my beautiful little Sheltie--yes, He cared enough to watch over me even then. He's watching me heal, from the inside out. He's right there watching me smile, and laugh, run, and play with my new little pup. And I feel Him smiling. He wants me happy. He's my father.
To have this kind of relationship with God is life changing. I rest in His arms, He holds me and protects me, and I really don't worry about too much at all. What I do is watch. Because I am a God watcher. And He is a me watcher. How about that? He's watching over me. Every single minute of every single day. For the rest of my life--He's watching over me.
That is what I see and feel as I look at autumn colors and feel those cool fall breezes and close my eyes and smell wood burning in fireplaces and hear the crunch of leaves under my feet as I walk my little dog. God is watching me, and I am watching Him.
Grateful, thankful, humbled before God my father--as I watch Him.
