He Never Stops Working

This morning as we sang the song, “Waymaker", the chorus line awed me, “He never stops working”. I am humbled by it, assured and comforted by it. I still can’t stop crying thinking about these words. I was also deeply convicted.
Humbled
How often I make light of my prayers, as a "by the way” request. Not too many years ago, I would pray and ask God to intervene or do something, and already having a plan “b” in place—just in case God does not turn up. I am humbled knowing that He is always working to my benefit.
Assured
To know that no matter what or how big or small my request is He is paying attention, and He hears my prayers. I know that there is nothing more that God wants me to do, than to come to Him first with all my concerns. He wants to be first, and foremost in my life. I am assured knowing that the outcome to a situation is not always according to my expectation but for my good. And even if I don't see it or feel it, I know He is working and is faithful.
Comforted
When I do not get an immediate response and answer to my prayers—I know He is working on my behalf. To know that even when He delays an answer, He is still working. Just this morning before church, I was speaking to someone about my son, and I commented lightly, “that it is a prayerful matter”. Even this matter, where it feels that my prayer is not being answered—not just yet, He is still working.
He never stops working, we see and experience it every day. From the moment we open our eyes to the moment we say goodnight to our beloved ones; resting in His arms—He is still working. Everything about us requires a beautiful orchestration of His hands. We are the works of His hands and He upholds us with His right hand. How encouraging to know, He never stops working!
So do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you; I will uphold you with my righteous right hand. Isaiah 41v10

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