The past couple of days have held difficulties for several women I know. One is grappling with issues from the past, trying to see where God was present in the midst of extreme acts of betrayal and how He is using those circumstances to mold her into the woman she is today….where does it weigh her down and where has she been strengthened and gifted to work with others.
Another friend is dancing with God….but in her dance, He pulls her close and she needs to create some distance. What she wants, intimacy with Him, is what she fears. She is in a season of transition and struggling with the changes it will bring. She is working through how to trust Him in these new phases of life.
And, finally, another friend received news that a family member had been in a horrible car accident and had some very traumatic injuries. Turns out the injuries are not life threatening, but I’m sure it made for some frightening hours and thoughts about an uncertain future.
We do not know why certain things were permitted to take place in our past. We don’t understand why we crave intimacy with Jesus but find ourselves holding Him at a distance. We do not know what tomorrow holds. What we know is that God holds it all. He sees the whole picture….He knows how the tough times will shape us into the individuals He created us to be, if we surrender it all to Him.
Take some time today and sit with the following quote.
“For your prayer, your journey into God, may you be given a small storm, a little hurricane named after you, persistent enough to get your attention, violent enough to awaken you to new depths, strong enough to shake you to the roots, majestic enough to remind you of your origin, made of earth yet steeped in eternity, frail human dust yet soaked with infinity.…..In the midst of these holy winds, in the midst of this divine wrestling, your storm journey, like all hurricanes, leads you into the eye, into the Eye of God.”Macrina Wiederkehr
Notice those places where the storms of life have led you into the Eye of God….and consider thanking him for those difficult times as they move us closer to Him.
Grace and peace,
Deb
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We each have a faith story, uniquely ours and beautiful in its own growth and depth. The truest, deepest growing up can be the fruit of the darkest moments of our life. When all is black around us, we realize how tiny and helpless we are, we let the sense that we are in control go. Perhaps we choose to struggle and try to save ourselves or immediately let ourselves drop into the loving arms of the Father who is always there to catch us. But for each struggle, as each false manmade belief or promise breaks, we come to a closer knowledge that God's breath is in each of our intakes whether in a song of joy or the scream after a horrific event. May your friends find hope and joy in a broken world in the gift of a humble, loving act of sacrifice, He understands. - Kimberly
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