I had just parked my car to enter a local supermarket when I looked down and saw a rubber glove on the pavement. As soon as I saw the glove, the Lord spoke a word of encouragement.
The promise you wore so joyfully but have discarded because you thought God had forgotten His commitment to you is still alive and active no matter what you see or feel. The promise may now seem deflated in its discarded condition, alone and run over by the pain of what you have experienced, but it is still alive and active.
What I found interesting about the discarded rubber glove was that even as it lay alone on a wet, oily, and overrun place, it was pointing somewhere, giving direction. That is how God’s promises work. They never stop pointing us in the direction we should go, even if in our perceived delay of their fulfillment, we had discarded them and began to move on with our life foolishly trying to make life work on our own and without the comfort of a promise.