My Father Works

One of my favourite verses is: "My Father works and I work." John 5:17

When I heard this verse for the first time I always wondered what exactly God did because as a Catholic for so many years I imagined Him as an old man on a throne watching the world go by! Crazy I know. However, everytime I see beautiful flowers, the seasons change, amazing animals and the fact that I wake up every single morning, I remember: My Father works and I work.

Everytime, I pray for deliverance, ask God to send His angels for protection, cry and feel comforted and receive the assurance that everything will be okay, I remember: My Father works and I work.

God has touched my life in so many ways - from the fact that my body works in perfect sync to the laws of nature that never fail - that I can't help but wonder at how magnificent He must be. After all, His word says that He measures the oceans in His hand! 

So, every time you appreciate the joy of the hot sun or praise the beauty of roses, cast a thought to the One who made it all possible. Think about the One who worked so that you could be surrounded with beauty. Appreciate the One who works everyday to provide for people that hardly give Him a second thought!

"He speaks to the sun and it does not shine; he seals off the light of the stars. He alone stretches out the heavens and treads on the waves of the sea. He is the Maker of the Bear and Orion, the Pleiades and the constellations of the south. He performs wonders that cannot be fathomed, miracles that cannot be counted." Job 9