September 19th, 25: Storing Up Faith Like Mary and Finding Hope Amidst Life’s Uncertainties

Welcome to the Daily Radio Bible! In today’s episode, we journey together through the 19th day of September, exploring Ezekiel chapters 47 and 48, and the rich narrative of Luke 2. Hunter invites us to remember that we are deeply loved by God, crafted as His workmanship—His “poema,” or poem. Together, we witness the prophetic vision of rivers of life flowing from the temple and the joyful arrival of Jesus in Bethlehem, marveling at how Mary “stored away” these mysteries in her heart.

Through Scripture, reflection, and heartfelt prayer, we’re encouraged to trust, wait, and store up God’s promises—especially in the midst of life’s uncertainties, pains, and joys. Whether you’re feeling stuck or full of hope, this episode reminds us all that God sees, knows, and loves us, and invites us to rest in that truth. So grab your Bible and join us as we listen, reflect, and pray—believing together that, no matter what, you are beloved.

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She stored it in her heart. That’s what Luke tells us Mary did in the midst of miracle, mystery, and uncertainty. The fear, the promise, the disappointments—they weren’t explained away, they weren’t denied or avoided. Mary simply held these things, treasured them, stored them up in faith, trusting that God was present, that she was seen, known, and loved, and that God’s purpose would be fulfilled—even when she didn’t understand. That is a posture we can learn from.

God doesn’t always offer explanations. There are things that won’t make sense, that cause us to wonder, to worry, or even to ache. But like Mary, we can become willing vessels—simply storing up these moments, these pains, these memories, these promises, these mysteries—in our hearts as we wait for the fullness of God’s purpose to be revealed.

Mary did this when shepherds showed up with stories of angels, declaring her child to be the Messiah; she tucked their words away. When prophets in the temple spoke difficult, prophetic words over her son, she accepted it, even the part about a sword piercing her own soul. And when Jesus as a twelve-year-old stayed behind in his Father’s house, she didn’t understand, but she didn’t dismiss it. She simply carried it in her heart, resting in faith, trusting that the story was still unfolding, that God’s word would not fail.

What are you storing in your heart today? Are there unfulfilled hopes? Are there mysteries, losses, confusions that you can’t explain? Do you know—like Mary—that you are seen, known, and loved by God? You, too, are God’s workmanship, his “poema,” dear to his heart. There can be a holy willingness in you, an openness to let God have your story, its questions and its pain, its uncertainty and its hope. To simply store it away, not as something to be solved, but as a mystery to be revealed in God’s perfect time.

Let your heart be a vessel, waiting with faith to see what God will do. Be available to him. Be resting and willing—even amidst all that you do not know or understand. That’s the invitation for my life. That’s the prayer for my own soul, for my family, and for you. May we, like Mary, store these things in our hearts, trusting that in God’s time and by God’s love, it will all become clear and good.

May it be so.