God's Window



I stand at my bedroom window and gaze out at the wooded valley. I can only see into the woods and nothing beyond. That’s the way life is too—peering through a narrow window trying to see ahead.

I'm not facing any of life's storms right now. I’m thankful for the peace—although I know many are suffering through trials today. My finger traces the window frame as I ponder the words of a young woman whose life is ebbing away. She also looks through a window—but this window is incredibly special.

Perhaps because she’s closer to heaven, she can now see things I cannot. Or perhaps it’s because she’s slowing down long enough to truly see. But through her window she can peer into a heavenly realm. She can reach through this heavenly window and offer her prayers. The Lord gladly receives each one. 

"You don't even have to wonder about your motives for asking. Just ask freely. God loves giving good gifts and He knows what is best."




She wondered why we don’t all use this amazing window, since we each have our own. This made me wonder too. And so I’m thinking about my own heavenly window that's always open. I’m extending my prayers through it, for the simple things, the hard things, the unknown things. Praying for the comfort for those who are desperate to hear from Him today.

God knows our hearts. And He loves receiving our prayers. We only need to ask. 


“He shall call upon Me, and I will answer him: I will be with him in trouble; I will deliver him, and honor him.” Psalm 91:15

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