With desire, there comes a point in your life when you’ve been waiting for something so long that you grow increasingly, out and out weary of anticipation.
How many times have you found yourself in a situation where you have a desire you really, really want to come into being?
To finally receive an outcome that you are really hopeful will (or won’t) happen?
Maybe awaiting the results from a recent test or trial you just went through? Or are still facing?
Or hoping against hope that you’ll find your recent disappointment isn’t really the end of the story, but, dear God, there must be an alternate ending with something of redemption, something good? Continue reading
This is the final post in a 4-part series. Read part 1: Heart Check.
For some of us, we are so stymied by the recent events of our lives that there are no more expectations to let go. You know what I say to that?
Why is it good? Well, when God clears the table of our expectations, we’re right where He wants us — a clean slate! Will we surrender the slate to Him, the canvas of our lives to paint the master work of art that He desires and put down our childish fingerpaints?
And for those still numbed by the sting of a disappointment delivered or the crushing blow we are in the throes of receiving, will we stop and recognize that the same God Who “gives and takes away” also takes away and gives? Continue reading
This is the second post in a 4-part series. Read part 2: Frustrated Desire and Faith.
A few minutes into my heart-to-heart with the Father about those pesky missing lace curtains, I remembered God’s specific word that morning:
“Make room…for Me to move.”
I reflected some more on this instruction from Him. Then, I found myself telling my weakness to God, declaring His truth, and expressing my gratitude regardless of how I felt at the time. I confessed my inability to imagine a better circumstance than what I had originally planned. I declared by faith that I believed what He said. I thanked Him for even telling me ahead of the disappointment!
Then, I looked up at my semi-clad window with my unfinished vision of what could be, sighed, and decided to release it to Him. God knows better than I do and has better in store; otherwise, He would not have said so. I thanked Him for allowing this chain of events and using silly lace curtains to draw me to Himself.
And slowly along the way, I found comfort in Him. Continue reading
This is the second post in a 2-part series. Read part 1.
“‘Why was there no man when I came? When I called, why was there none to answer? Is My hand so short that it cannot ransom? Or have I no power to deliver?'” –The Lord, Isaiah 50:2a-d
As I examine myself and the state of the Church, we should have been desperately crying out to God long ago, united as a people of Christ in asking for His “Kingdom come” and His “will be done on earth as it is in heaven” (Matthew 6:9-15).
Now is the time to pray, not to look the other way. Now is the time to cry out on behalf of the many who desperately need to know they need Jesus. Now is the time to fall to our knees and cry out for God to do a miraculous work in drawing men, women, and children to Himself, to send laborers…to send us… into His fields. Continue reading