Days are sometimes long. Sometimes there are events after work that I will volunteer to help with, there’s a class to take, there’s a shift to pick up, there’s a workout to fit in. Currently there is only one day of the work week that I get to go home right away after work. I know this sounds like I’m complaining, but I really am thankful for all of the opportunities and not too long ago I recall asking God to make my schedule and I definitely think a good portion of the stuff I am doing is because of Him doing just that — so I really have no room to complain about it, because I totally asked for it.
Praise God for His faithfulness!
Sometimes when there is SO much going on in our lives we don’t see what God is doing right in front of our faces.
Last week there was almost something every single day for me to do or get caught up on. Sunday afternoon I was zonked. Finally sitting down and ready to dive into a book I got a text from my close friend, John, asking if I was coming to the missionary meeting at his church. I was already late, but he told me to come anyway. I really didn’t want to go, because I was so ready to do nothing at all, but I had already told him that I’d be there for him and his daughter to give their testimonies at a youth group quickly after. So, I got in my car and made it for the last 10 minutes of the meeting. Those last 10 minutes left me feeling suffocated, because they were talking about the importance of a sending church. I’m currently without one of those and just on Thursday I was notified that my application for the sending organization I’ve been planning on going to Nepal with was put on hold. I was so confused, left asking God, “What is going on?”.
After the missionary meeting John, Dallas and Blake drove out to the church where they would be sharing their testimonies with the youth group. The drive quickly revealed to be familiar as I discovered we were going to the church I went to growing up. I hadn’t been there in probably 10 years, and there was some pain left that I hadn’t really dealt with it — just like from any break up. After they shared their testimonies I found myself walking around the church; reminiscing of all the times I worshipped there, did bible study, all the early mornings helping with coffee and cookies, the late Wednesday nights and all the times I sang “I Can Only Imagine” on stage. It still smelt like cold air and chili, which was oddly comforting.
I never thought I’d be back in this church again, isn’t it funny how God brings us places we’d never thought we’d go? As I reminisced the good, I reflected on how I have only been able to think of the pain from this church… which led me to forgive and let go — bringing me to great freedom. HALLELUJAH!
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This night revealed many things, but I believe the biggest thing God is putting in bold for me right now is how big He is. He has this all in His hands. He calls us in Psalm 37:4–5 to, “take delight in Him, and He will give you the desires of your heart,” to “Commit your way to the Lord; trust in Him and He will do this: He will make your righteous reward shine like the dawn, your vindication like the noonday sun.” This isn’t saying He will give you what you want. It’s saying He will give you desires; He will put them in your heart. He does this when we praise Him/take delight in Him, and when we commit to Him and trust in Him.
Trust and wait on Him for He is good!
