God’s In The Details

memories, summer time, waiting, process, seasons, story, marriage, relationships, motherhood


The consistency of my writing has been delayed over the last couple months. I don’t like that it has, but I have had to come to grips that the season I’m in really isn’t allowing me to pour out in that way right now. The challenges of the constant change in routine as my little one grows up has definitely played a toll on many areas of my life, and I’m finding less and less space for “me time” in between all of the daily duties of mom-life and house work.

Of course, today, momma is getting a little breather while, thank-the-Lord-Jesus, my baby boy (who is almost a year old…oh my goodness!) gave in to an afternoon nap- this has been quite the struggle over the last month, actually. Teething stinks, that I am sure of!

I’m thankful that God sees me right where I am. Instead of trying to force change or transition, I’m learning to embrace my current season. I truly do not want to “fake it until I make it” when it comes to my writing. I know that whatever season I’m experiencing, my writing is going to inevitably reflect that.

So just like my 9th grade English teacher, Mrs. Jackson, told us, “write what you know,” I’m going to do just that.

A couple weeks ago, the weather here in St. Louis was absolutely gorgeous- hinting and flirting with me that Fall is on it’s way, my favorite season. I decided that I was going to take Isaiah and my pup, Samson, for a walk. I ended up driving to the park where Paul and I spent the early part of relationship. It was there where God impressed upon our hearts that we were going to spend the rest of our lives together- on our 2nd date mind you. Even then, I was still wrestling with my move to LA, and feeling the Lord strongly tell me not to, and seeing the reason why I needed to stay holding my hand and looking into my eyes.

As I was walking the trail with my son and furry son, God reminded me of when He showed up those (almost) seven years ago and changed the course of the rest of my life. While everything seemed to be at a stand-still regarding finding my soul-mate, and because of all of the past hurt and betrayal, I planned on filling my life with my career, but this night, it all changed in an instant. I pushed the stroller to the same exact park bench where my now-husband and I sat, looking up at the stars, while my head rested on his shoulder. Here I was, seven years later, sitting on that same park bench with our son. It was hard for me not to cry. In the midst of  sometimes boring mom-life, I saw God’s sovereignty and mighty love for me.

It was there in this beautiful moment, I realized that God has never forgotten me. He is writing every detail of my story and weaving it all together so effortlessly.

I like to call those moments “God winks.”

While I feel like not much is going on around me, and the mundane seems to close in on me, I see God in all the details.

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He’s always writing your story. He’s always adding to it, even when it doesn’t seem like anything is moving.


O Lord, you have searched me and known me!
You know when I sit down and when I rise up;
    you discern my thoughts from afar.
You search out my path and my lying down
    and are acquainted with all my ways.
Even before a word is on my tongue,
    behold, O Lord, you know it altogether.
You hem me in, behind and before,
    and lay your hand upon me.
Such knowledge is too wonderful for me;
    it is high; I cannot attain it.

Where shall I go from your Spirit?
    Or where shall I flee from your presence?
If I ascend to heaven, you are there!
    If I make my bed in Sheol, you are there!
If I take the wings of the morning
    and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea,
10 even there your hand shall lead me,
    and your right hand shall hold me.
11 If I say, “Surely the darkness shall cover me,
    and the light about me be night,”
12 even the darkness is not dark to you;
    the night is bright as the day,
    for darkness is as light with you.

13 For you formed my inward parts;
    you knitted me together in my mother’s womb.
14 I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made.[a]
Wonderful are your works;
    my soul knows it very well.
15 My frame was not hidden from you,
when I was being made in secret,
    intricately woven in the depths of the earth.
16 Your eyes saw my unformed substance;
in your book were written, every one of them,
    the days that were formed for me,
    when as yet there was none of them.

17 How precious to me are your thoughts, O God!
    How vast is the sum of them!
18 If I would count them, they are more than the sand.
    I awake, and I am still with you.

(Psalm 139:1-18 ESV)


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Emily Rose Massey

Emily Rose began writing short stories and poetry as a little girl, entered the blogging world in her early 20's, and published her first book, Yielded in His Hands (eLectio Publishing, 2015) all before the age of 30. After tirelessly trying to pursue a career as an actress, God intervened, changed her heart, and redirected her steps back to her passion for writing. She now enjoys freelance writing while being a stay-at-home momma. She and her husband have served in many areas of ministry leadership over the years, including, music ministry, prayer ministry, drama ministry, children's ministry, and student ministry. Believing she has been forgiven of much, Emily loves much, and desires to point others to Jesus and His redemptive and transforming power! "I am a vessel for God to flow through to reach others for His Kingdom and His glory!"

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