Finding myself much more emotionally vulnerable than usual lately (due to the wear-and-tear of long-term stresses), as lost dreams/griefs/concerns I thought I’d finished with come pouring back in at an inconvenient time, I remember three things:
1) A friend reminded me a few weeks ago that God will be sure to get all the glory in our lives, and in my life He is making it plain and clear that HE WILL DO THE WORK AND HE ALONE WILL GET THE GLORY because circumstantially, most things are falling apart. In the future, I and others will look back upon these days and they will say with me, “I shall not die, but live, and declare the works of the Lord.” Psalm 118:17.
2) It is not abnormal for our defenses to be weakened during times of stress and hardship. I am so very weak. I have little control over which waves (memories) break over my head. God made me an emotional being – He too is emotional – and sin has corrupted human emotion and left us with sad emotions which didn’t exist before sin entered the world.
3) God has worked wonders in my heart over the years. If I had experienced these same circumstances just one to two years ago, I would not have responded in a godly way. Instead, I would have severely doubted God’s faithfulness. He’s given me the ability, by His Holy Spirit, not to sin, but instead to trust Him and praise Him in the storm. It’s never easy; He never said it would be. Yet I can look back and see how much He has changed me and how He’s come through AGAIN AND AGAIN, and I can trust that these hardships come as no surprise to Him. These hardships are blessings in disguise that lead me to lean on Him in dependence.
KEEP THE FAITH with me, friends, sisters, brothers in Christ. Keep hoping against all hope, as did our fathers. Keep interceding. Keep fasting. Keep depending. Keep knocking and seeking.
Hear my cry, O God; listen to my prayer. From the ends of the earth I call to you, I call as my heart grows faint; lead me to the rock that is higher than I. For you have been my refuge, a strong tower against the foe. I long to dwell in your tent forever and take refuge in the shelter of your wings. (Psalm 61:1-4)