Some 300 times in scripture God says “fear not.” In other words, “have peace, you can trust Me!” Angels appearing, crisis happening, things that clearly cause fear… and God says, “don’t, stop.”
I have been in scary situations, such as sudden accidents, and it’s really hard to stop fearing on a dime. Sometimes an inner-calm has come immediately after prayer… sometimes it hasn’t. Fear can often gnaw and grow if left unchallanged.
What am I so afraid of?? I don’t fear if God is there, or whether He can hear me, or that He might not want to help. I fear this trial may be something He allows to continue and it may be uncomfortable… even painful. This could possibly last a long time, change my life, bring separation.
The good news? I do not have to fear because He loves me. I can NEVER be separated from Him! And He promises to use every tiny thing for my good and for His Glory. Whether I feel He caused it -or allowed it to happen, He remains Sovereign and will use it…all.
Trails are inevitable. Pain is a given. God ways will forever be higher than ours. He prunes to bring forth fruit. He disciplines/trials those He loves. So I will “fear not” He is to be trusted, my troubles achieve Glory!
I didn’t wake up one day with super natural faith. I wasn’t just born trusting God, or believing His every word. I remember as a child being curious and confused and afraid and a little doubtful. God drew me in slowly, teaching me about Himself. He showed me Jesus.
We become strong Saints, over time and through experiences, by choices made. Growth only starts with a “calling and accepting,” after which choosing begins. Choosing Him over others, seeking His way over mine. Dying to self… change. These bring deep roots into good soil, producing Spirit-fruit.
Theres’s a colorful drawing on my kitchen wall that makes me laugh every day. I made it as a preschooler. It’s of a terrified David running away from a smiling Goliath. I was told the correct story, I just couldn’t believe it! Not until I experienced for myself the power of an Almighty God that gives you the courage to standup against an enemy.
It’s a reminder that I have grown and continue to grow in Him by choice. A continual, moment by moment choosing… to trust and look to The only One Who loves me fully and completely – my Creator and Savior. On easy days and hard days, I aim to keep my eyes on Him. Knowing that He is making me into something strong and beautiful.
Exodus 33:13 ”Now if I have found favor in Your sight, show me Your way, that I may know You, that I may continue to find favor in Your sight. And see that these people are Your people.”
Over the years, how I have prayed prayers like Moses’: to find, to see, to continue, to know. And God has been faithful in answering again and again. I just wanted Him to “show me His Glory” (vs 18) in the midst of the trial.
I love, love, love verses 21 and 22 of the same chapter: “The Lord said, ‘Here is a place by Me; you will station yourself on a rock. When My Glory passes by, I will put you in a cleft in the rock and will cover you with My hand while I pass by.’”
Our family is weathering yet another health crisis with yet another child. But God is here! God calls me to stand close. God calls me to wait by Him. And He promises to pass by in all His Glory!
My Rock is Jesus. God puts me in His protection and personally covers me with His hand. He has provided all that I need to see Him work. My job is to simply station myself. He will do the rest…
Thank You, Father for never leaving me uncovered and exposed. You take such personal care of Your people. We are Yours and we await steadfast, for Your Glory.
Saints of God never leave this world as they arrive. We are sanctified. Tried. Tested. Purified. The idea flows around creating a stable, solid product that will be beautiful and useful. A soul like Jesus.
We are said to be “forged in the fire.” Meaning: to be given form or shape to, especially by means of careful effort, usually under duress… with heat. But why? Why so tested? Why is this so important to God?
Besides the amazing idea that He can see diamonds in the rough, and beauty in a mess – He sees all that in me! He sees all that in you! Given the right heat at the right times in life, we will shine brilliantly:
“Don’t grumble or argue, so that you may be blameless, pure, children of God without blemish -though you live in a crooked and perverse society, in which you shine as lights in the world, by holding on to the Word of life…” Philippians 2:14-16
When we allow God to try us (without arguing or grumbling 😳) and bring us through trials of every sort… trusting His wisdom at timing and temperature, we are working with His plan to mold and shape us into beautiful bright Stars, shining for His Glory!
“For although darkness covers the earth and thick darkness the peoples; on you, ADONAI will rise; over you will be seen His Glory.” Isaiah 60:2 CJB
My friend in Germany messaged me about a man on the plane beside her mildly freaking-out when she sneezed. It’s that kind of hour …that kind of week …heck, that kind of New Year.
We’ve had impeachment hearings, talk of WWIII, a global plague of some sort, and so much crisis news flying through the airwaves since January 1, 2020.
Keeping my focus and grounding -takes purpose. It takes will. I get up and make myself open God’s Word 1st. Then stop and pray, seeking His peace of mind before looking through various news articles … I can only imagine what’s coming.
There’s a lot going on in the world! A lot to pray about… and so many to pray for. Seems even the circles around me have stepped into crisis. I’m honored to lift up names and situations before the Throne, but I must remember it takes a toll.
I have to prioritize getting fed and resting (in my soul). Rejuvenation in the Spirit: singing praises, reading encouraging stories, or speaking with uplifting sisters. I need to breathe and meditate on a psalm. And keep aware of all joy-stealers.
The struggle is real. Therefore, may I never lose sight of Who is fighting the battle. He is our Fortress and strong Deliverer. My Hero❤️
My mom used to say, the best thing about getting older was just being able to say what needed to be said. I think what she relished was having the courage to speak up and the white hair that allowed her to be heard.
I look around and see that precious few are offering any wise words these days. Or possibly, their practical knowledge seems drowned out by the louder, many, foolish voices. Oh, for the godly to speak up and be heard.
Why are we, who know the truth of God’s Word ever quiet… in our own homes… neighborhoods… churches. God has spent a lot of time preparing us for such a time as this. It is with heart-to-heart that the battle for the Kingdom is won.
I ask God daily for wisdom and direction in what to say and when to say it. I don’t want to misuse what He’s poured in so carefully. Timing is important, but I dare not withhold the truth.
Truth: for instance, of God‘s grace, and the blessings of having devoted my life to loving my husband and serving my family. Choosing them over me. Giving myself and money to God’s ministries. Studying His Word. Seeking His face, daily… above all else.
My dear friends 50+ years, we are the Matriarchs! The baton is in our lap. It is for us to accept our crowns of glory and share Wisdom with those coming from behind. With age comes understanding and less concern what others are thinking. Go in the wisdom of God! Speak up!
To me, every flower in my yard is a gift from God – like bouquets from my dancing years He personally wakes me, whispering my name. I know He has new treasures waiting as I hurry to open my bible each morning.
God has taught me that every day is a gift. Every moment with my husband. Each child He graciously gave us. Ones I birthed ❤️ and many I didn’t…
The sweet daughter He sent from Russia, and the fella she introduced us to. Now both married with families of their own. The kids that lived off and on in our house over the years. Even my aging parents that moved in afterwards… all have been gifts.
Each have come like a surprise. A few with panic: “how can we possibly handle this?” But they always left behind treasure. Some we felt, were taken way too early, yet God knew best.
Today it’s a BIG, black, furry dog that has come. A “gift” via our neighbors. She’s sweet as can be, other than chasing our cats! 😱 How will this work out? I don’t know, but I’m choosing to count this -one more gift… 🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼
Incase we haven’t had coffee together or lunch, you may not know: I’m the 1st to admit, I‘ve had issues. Selfish, pigheaded issues! And so have my kids. They unfortunately inherited my genes- as all humans do- sinful, willful, stubborn genes.
In my eyes, I could not have had cuter children or more precious, but they did not come out obeying, submissive or committed to doing God’s will. Like me, they were bent on their own ideas. It was trial and error that proved them poor Rulers.
When you see us all holding hands, laughing with our grown children, these things came with long suffering and many, many hours of prayer. God in His mercy didn’t make everything easy, but He made it rich and deep.
There are some scars from choices made, and the pain it caused, but oh the joy when love wins out! It’s been worth the wait. Worth the praying, and fasting and humbling. Harder than I’d ever have imagined but so, so worth the wait.
As Believers we have been given such a gift! A hope, a joy, an assurance by grace, a peace, an intimate knowledge of the One True God. How can I not reach out and share this amazing love with any in darkness? To live in this world -at such a time in history and not know the Savior and His Spirit of Truth… I can not fully imagine. He is my light and my power to keep going. More than a crutch, it’s full-on Life Support! Every thought centered on Him, His Words constantly within my reach. This is wealth, this is treasure. I actually have answers …and if questions remain, there’s trust in a Super Highest Power, Who loves me and is out for my good. No floundering around, no aimless, hopeless wandering to endure. There’s a point. There’s a goal. There’s a destination. But even more, there’s a real live relationship with the Lover of my Soul. How can I not speak up and reach out and share the Joy? The thrill of my best decision and sanity-keeper? God is my Rock! I will not be ashamed, and Jesus made it all so very possible.