What was your word for this year? I hit the ground RUNNING in 2020 ... heralding "hope" in Jesus. 🙄
He was my "rock", my "firm foundation", my "all in all!" 👍
Except that - evidently - I was wrong. Sadly, mid-March I fell very much apart, and it was not because Jesus shifted his focus or diminished his influence.
What crumbled beneath me were my predictable plans, my assumptions about control and convenience, and my intentionally established boundaries. All of that imploded, and . . . wait for it . . . then did I.
This is the sin that covid has exposed. My lip service to a sustaining faith in Christ alone has been put to the test and I have been left wanting. In all practicality my hope and faith had been firmly planted upon my own schemes and schedules.
And that's not the worst of it. Had Corona not ambushed us all in the way that it did, it is possible that I could have lived foolishly blind to my own entrapment for YEARS. I shudder at the thought.
It is August Eve Eve, and the humiliation of oblivion and failure is slowly being replaced with willful humility.
Jesus sustains me as I sketch my plans lightly, committing to anticipate and receive the unexpected.
God provides for me as I relinquish my desire for control and rebuke my idolatry toward convenience.
Spirit helps me look for healthy boundaries in order to increase my freedom to show love, not decrease my opportunity to do so.
And I leave the rest to rest. 🙏
Every quarter hour, I seem to falter in my mind, and I have to re-engage my heart to trust the Lord.
"On Christ the solid rock I [try to not try so hard to] stand. 🙌
All other ground is sinking sand." ☑
“Hope deferred makes the heart sick, but a longing fulfilled is a tree of life.”
Proverbs 13:12
"Hallelujah! I have found Him
Whom my soul so long has craved!
Jesus satisfies my longings,
Through His blood I now am saved."
