05/25/25
A witness, according to dictionary.com, can be described as:
someone having knowledge of (an event or change) from personal observation or experience.
I’ve witnessed a lot in five decades. A LOT.
I know I could have my own tv series with at least one full season of me being stretched out like canvas, painted with the deep hues of despair, but also mixed with the rich tones of an indescribable hope.
Oh, and endless brush strokes of laughter.
What I have tried to share with this blog has always been more about the hope over the pain.
This is my place of “witnessing” about all that Jesus has shown me and done for me. And if those stories were a tv series, then it would run forever.
My stories are not about the shock factor of traumatic or seemingly unbelievable events, but it’s to report about the moments when I’m able to write, “Can you believe what God did in this situation?”
Or, “Wait until you hear what the Lord taught me this time!”
Sometimes, I fail to remember all that I’ve witnessed and it causes me to become disheartened or discouraged.
Today has been a hard day…the last several days, actually.
In this season of my life, I often feel homeless. I’ve been bouncing around rentals for almost ten months and it wears on me when my car looks like a mobile closet and my belongings are stored across multiple homes in two states.
New people are all around me and I struggle with knowing how long they will be in my life and where I fit in right now.
So much has changed in the last five years that nothing feels consistent or stable.
Except…
I hear these lyrics today at the church I’ve been attending:
When I was lost and all alone
Your presence was where I found home
You were there, and You’re here right nowIn every high and every low
You never left me without hope
You were good, and You’re good right nowI’ve Witnessed It, Melodie Malone (2023)
If you’ve seen any of The Chosen series, you know the inner circle who traveled with Jesus never knew where they might spend the night.
They carried what they could and were content (mostly) to follow Jesus wherever He traveled.
So, with these lyrics, I am reminded once again that Jesus is my home.
Jesus is my constant and my stability.
I have witnessed His faithfulness from personal observation and experience. I can prove it over and over.
So, no matter where I go, I am relying on Him to direct my steps…and my heart.
People may come and go, although I do pray He brings faithful and loyal friends into my life, but it all starts with, “Seek first the kingdom of God and then all these ‘things’ will be added unto you.”
I’ve got stories I’ll live to tell…
I’ve witnessed it…
Your promises never fail
I’ve got stories I’ll live to tell
So I’ll pour out my praise again
You’re worthy God, You’re worthy of it all
Yes, I’ve got stories I’ll live to tell, so I’m pouring out my praise again as a witness to His faithfulness.
To the broken, I’ll witness it
To the hurting, I’ll witness it
To the lost, I will witness it
Yeah, I’ll tell them this
I’ll tell them what I’ve witnessed
To my family, I’ll witness it
To my city, I’ll witness it (I’ll go)
To the nations, I’ll witness it
And I’ll tell them this
I’ll tell them what I’ve witnessed
(For M.S.) 💜
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