Just One of Those Days
Open the eyes of our hearts Lord
Today is just one of those days, a day to trust, where I hope answers come. You know, where you want some direction for the path to take for just one day. Each day is new; I don't want to be thrown off by schemes, as that would be a waste. I know and understand that I need to wait for the whispers of hope to speak to my heart.
Sure, I would like to know how things turn out ahead of time, but I'm called to surrender and wait. I suggest we all try and do the same. Maybe if we encourage one another in the chaos, we can better tune into the Spirit.
Sadly, in my human nature, I too am attracted to the constant "SNAP" of greed, in a world of wants. I have often succumbed to my desires for things or even my control for how I want life to be. I forget at times, to take inventory of what things are genuinely my wants or desires, and what is most assuredly God's willingness's for me. I have felt the pangs of guilt as I appreciate the over-indulgences of life. Then quick awareness creeps in as a constant reminder that I cannot hide from the pains of the world around me. Denial is a lovely thing while futile at the same time.
Our desire for things and actual needs are vastly different. Places and people are broken all around us. The broken places are where we find the lost, the hurting, the weak, and the very place that God wants for us to disciple. Everybody hurts, we need to stop the bleeding of hurt. Are we closing our eyes to it? If we trust in what the Spirit is telling us we will move, please open the eyes of our heart's Lord.
You are not alone
We're all in the ebb and flow of life, tides shifting high and low. The waves range as we remain in God's grace through our storms. Fog impedes judgment, trust falters, hardly noticing as it dissipates forgetting God is the only one who makes a way where there is no other.
Observance of faith is crucial in this timing. Help us, Lord, to open our eyes to the basic necessity of bringing others into the fold, welcoming them with love and assuring them that they are not alone. If I pay attention, I can see countless ways that God wants to use time. The tough times in my life, even the times of terrible personal crisis. God wants me to be external in my adherence to His grace. He desires for me to trust Him in all things keeping my focus on Him. Sometimes, this is easier said than done when living in the flesh.
God provides the calm in our storms and speaks directly through His Holy Spirit. He may want for you to stop in a tough moment and give care to those around you. Often we will find those who are not even aware of His existence. They're losing their grip, and in this desperate state, they don't care. God doesn't allow the visions of the needs of others to leave just by the closing of our eyes. Usually, when we listen to these cries of the Holy Spirit, we are directed to God's purpose for our live's.
Often by serving others, we find great solace in moments of pain. He may guide us to someone lost, someone hurting, much more than ourselves. He may have wanted us to listen or be quiet, to be funny in times of sadness. To heal the wounds of a spirit broken, or to sit and quietly pray with someone so that He can speak.
Of course, there are life seasons that are out of our control. These we have greater difficulty wrapping our head around. The ones we do our best to set some lifeline allowing us to hang on. A timeline we create in our minds when we say, "I can do it until then, but after that, I give up." The "I can't take one more thing moment." In Him, we can carry our cross longer than we ever thought possible. He is with us; we are not alone.
Give it up to God
Funny I think I'm so faithful and prayerful and yet in my most challenging moments, I too can place limits on God. I can honestly tell others not to do this. I may say, “Be strong in the Lord and never give up Hope.”
Now I must again admit my human nature. When the things in my path are more difficult and it is tough to not pay attention to the "SNAP" they are causing. I have a hard time noticing the small fragment of little things that has developed into a large plank right in the center of my eye. I try so very hard to remain faithful and recognize my lack of attention to His word, yet we are under attack especially when we're not our best selves.
In these moments we attack anything we can, to gain some form of balance. The attack is useless and usually hurtful for we often seek those closest to us to unload our pain, as do they. We do this, as we trust they will allow it, as does our Father in heaven, and through His love, we will then process our pain, and He will again provide the answers. We must remember in these times to love each other as Christ loves us unconditionally and without malice. We must also forgive our lack of poise in our reactionary humanness. Our brokenness is why we welcome the day when we will be perfect and glorified in Him. Then and only then will we get it right! Until then we must strive to be more like Him and help one another in our weaknesses and build up one another on our strengths for Him.
I find it funny how in our righteousness we assume we will not stumble. During these times, we may see ourselves crossing the boundaries of forgiveness, patience, humility, and joy and jumping right into crazy, acting like a fool, and fearful of hopelessness. In these times, I am limiting God. Why do I waste my time here in this human reaction when I know the only way of hope is in Him?
I know this, and I do this. I have surrendered faithfully many times, and I have followed Christ with great Joy, but even the most faithful of servants will shake, and I am by no means close to the most loyal. If I were, I would not stumble and would not question the desires of God’s will. I would not decide the plan or even the timeline but instead, pray for the wants of my Father in Heaven. I would fully trust and be confident in Him undoubtedly strengthened in His promises. I would pray in silence for a better understanding and welcome this time with Him. I would then in this quiet submission receive the answers for another day. The answers come when I turn away from my humanness and give it up to God.
The Climb is easy on a magic carpet
Have you ever had a day when you think I was supposed to be doing something completely different? A day you have pensively waited on with a preset agenda. Then the proverbial rug is pulled out! Sometimes God makes a magic carpet out of our mats.
Here is one story in my life on God's carpet ride:
God took me on a magic carpet ride to go hiking one day with my sweet daughter and a dear friend. We had gone to a nearby trail where they were to climb a mountain together. I was convinced to go along even though I planned to wait at the bottom for the girls.
It was not the most massive mountain in its entirety; it was about 1.9 miles. I could see a fire in my sweet girl's eyes saying, "Please try to go with us, Mommy." I seriously considered waiting it out on a park bench, but I believe God was prompting me to go along. I had not attempted to do such a feat in many years and all actuality, I was somewhat crazy for doing it that day as well as I have a debilitating nerve-muscle disease. Because of this exasperating muscles is not the best idea. My physical health is a bit challenged. However, my spiritual health is in reasonably good shape, and so I thought, not today, today, I throw caution to the wind and trust in God. This particular day was so gorgeous. The spring air was summoning my spirit to feel the warmth of the sun giving me fiery confidence.
Every few minutes that passed I could see my daughter as she bubbled with excitement. We were doing this climb together. I could not help but think of all the times I have told her “through God all things are possible.” I witnessed the joy as she realized we were going to go the entire way together. Our friend was slightly ahead of us encouraging our goal. We laughed, giggled and found new energy as a little snake crossed our path making us jump almost out of our skin. A poignant reminder of the enemy attempting to trip us up. The closer we came to the completion of the trail the more thankful I became for the Grace God Gives in a storm.
Then the pearl came, the one I would have missed had my plans not have changed. My girl, at the time, seventeen and ready to take flight on her adventure and path directed by God, Looked at me and said, “ This is the first time we ever completed a hike together, as you have been sick since I was eight years old.” She reached for my hand as she helped me at times pushing me up and over a tree root, and then gently assisting me down the steep terrain. At this moment, God gave me His pure love as He allowed me to see this changing of roles.
So many years before she placed her tiny hand in mine and I helped her along her way. Today as I knew she is about to head out on her own she put her hand in mine and said, “ I will help you, you will be so proud of yourself, and you can do it!”
Thank you, God, for that beautiful day. I was never so happy to see a parking lot in the near distance, but that moment on that little mountain was worth every ounce of pain that may have followed. I was so grateful my plans changed, if they had not, this memory would never have happened. God has His hand out for all of us to hold all we need to do is place our hand in His and walk along His path together.
Brandon Heath Hands of The Healer
In Christ alone my hope is found
I am in awe of the life lessons orchestrated by our Father in heaven. Every day is a time to be used. To grow, to learn, and to try and be better than the day before. We will all mess up, no worries it's okay, keep looking to Him, and every once in a while look back so you can see how far you have come. Thank Him for the tough days, thank Him for the beautiful days, thank Him for the days you goofed up, thank Him for awful days and thank Him for allowing every breath to serve Him, one more day before He calls us home.
Today was one of those days when earthly answers were to come my way ~ Silly me His plans are always better, in Christ my Lord for whom all HOPE is.
For God alone, O my soul waits in silence, for my hope is from him. He only is my rock and my salvation, my fortress; I shall not be shaken. On God rests my salvation and my glory; my mighty rock, my refuge is God. Trust in him at all times, O people; pour out your heart before him; God is a refuge for us.
Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus. Philippians 4:6-7
© 2012 Kathy Henderson