Tomorrow I get to resume my life after what has been dubbed Superstorm Sandy. I’m very conscious that it will be a long time before many others have the opportunity. What my family and I could have suffered passed over us. Please pray with me for comfort, provision, peace, and restoration.
Last year, my son broke his finger. The last thing I heard before his bloodcurdling scream was the closet door..SLAMMING! Thankfully, there was no permanent damage. He dislodged his fingernail and had a small fracture in his pointer finger. The ER doc stitched and bandaged it and we were home within hours. The first few days it was only unwrapped for cleaning. Then we could unwrap it at night. Once the stitches were out he got a tiny splint, that he refused to wear. He just held the finger out and made sure not to bump it. How resilient my little one was. Now, the only evidence of his injury is a small ridge in his nail.
It made me think about my hurts. How do I handle my injuries? My son wasn’t interested in nursing his wound. He was interested in getting on with his life. If I treated my wounds that way I would certainly heal faster. Everyday I need to stretch the boundaries of my pain. I need to be bold enough to get rid of the splints I’ve used to “protect” myself. I’m certainly wise enough to keep away from things that have the potential to reinjure me. Like my son, I don’t want to be kept from living my life.
Exodus 1-3 tells the story of Moses, from birth until he received his instructions to lead the Israelites out of Egypt. It was no easy task leading that grumbling, stubborn, unfaithful bunch of people. Moses had to forge ahead, in faith, with people who didn’t always cooperate or seem to understand. But, it was exactly those things that kept him in such close communion with God.
At one point, the Israelites found themselves in the desert of Kadesh and of course, they started complaining. There was no water and they got mad and started harassing Moses and Aaron about their situation. The pressure on these two to make something happen was intense. So, they went into the tabernacle to get an answer from God. God gave Moses specific instructions. Instead, Moses went out before the people and did something other than what he was told. In return, God let Moses know that he would not enter into the Promised Land with the rest.
And The Lord spake unto Moses and Aaron…therefore ye shall not bring this congregation into the land which I have given them. Nu 20:12 (KJV)
WHAT!!!!??!!??? Nooooooo Moses, Nooo! To add insult to injury, God allowed Moses to see it before the Israelites crossed over.
And The Lord said into him, This is the land which I sware unto Abraham, Isaac, and unto Jacob, saying I will give it unto thy seed; I have caused thee to see it with thine eyes, but thou shalt not go over there Deut 34:4 (KJV)
I’m on my way out of a personal wilderness experience. I know what God has promised and I have it clearly in sight. No matter what voices I hear, who’s complaining, or what it looks like, I’m going to make it in. I’ve messed up before and not followed directions. This journey won’t end with me missing my blessing. I’ve learned from Moses that I’m not willing to spend my 40 years in the wilderness only to die 40 steps from my blessing. I’m following directions.
Blessed is the man that walketh not in the counsel of the ungodly, nor standeth in the way of sinners, nor sitteth in the seat of the scornful. (Psalm 1:1 KJV)
I am a rich woman! Not because of my bank account but because of the people in my life. Exceptionally good people! What a wonder they are. They add a depth and joy to my life, that makes my heart glad. My relationships have given me sisters that I didn’t get until I was all grown up. I now have older friends and confidantes that give me wise counsel and help me navigate when I’m unsure. I even have sons and daughters that I love so dearly, they may as well have come from my own womb.
I’m amazed that in all my brokenness and struggle God gave me this. I never thought that being transparent could do this. I never dreamed that listening would endear me to so many. I didn’t imagine that a few texts or phone calls, from little old me, would impact so many lives. But thank God they did. I’m glad to know that expressing the love God has placed in me meant so much to others. Little do many of them know how much they’ve meant to me.
The lesson in this? Reach out. Whoever you are, know that you are more than enough to someone. Your smiling face, a kind gesture from your hand, a phone call or a hug can make a difference. The love of Christ shines through us. Don’t believe that your mistakes or your current circumstances eliminate you from being needed. If you are reading this then you are alive! Someone needs to know you and certainly need to know your story. Be a blessing. Leave an inheritance.
You REALLY do matter,
So I’ve been absent for a few days. My intention was to apologize. But I’m not really sorry. I’ve learned something since I last posted. Silence can be GOLDEN.
I think it can be easier to find motivation to write if we know we have an audience. There are people who hang on every word of their favorite Facebook friend or blogger. But I believe that comes with great responsibility. If my posts happen to be “the only Jesus” my readers see, that day or in their lifetime, then I want them to be about all He has to offer.
My 40th birthday was a few weeks ago and the symbolism of it catapulted me to a place I didn’t expect. I found myself searching for answers to lifelong questions. I started striving for a new normal and stripping away facades that I didn’t think were even there. I’ve even wrote some posts you may see here another time. My heart was so heavy and I didn’t want to present my problem without resolution. But today…..mmm,mmm,mmm
The Bible says:
A good man out of the good treasure of his heart bringeth forth that which is good; and an evil man out of the evil treasure of his heart bringeth forth that which is evil: for of the abundance of the heart his mouth speaketh. (Luke 6:45 KJV)
I spent the past week searching my treasure. There’s no need to pretend that I didn’t find some junk. MAJOR junk! Bitterness, frustration, and unforgiveness were a few. I refused to speak that to you. There’s enough of that in this world without me heaping on mine. But my friend let me tell you what I did do. I spoke it to The Lord and he fixed it. He showed me that it wasn’t the abundance of my heart. He showed me how much I’d surrendered already. He showed me how healed I really am.
Ohhh how amazing. That’s what I want you to know tonight..GOD IS AMAZING. Wherever you are and whatever you are going through it’s all about your heart condition! Speak to Him about what is in your heart. He will surely show you what your abundance is. If by chance you find that your evil outweighs your good..REJOICE! If your good outweighs your evil..REJOICE because GOD WILL FIX IT! I’m a witness. He did it for me.
Praying for abundant good treasure for you,