Releasing the Flow

Life has been happening at a rapid pace for the last several months.

Family relationships, illness, death, career issues and finances have taken their toll. This season of challenge have occupied much of my thoughts, and dried up the flow of my pen. Instead, my tears flow, and my heart has been poured out in prayer, beseeching the Lord for help and guidance, praising Him for the mercy I know must be there.

The phone rang this morning, as I headed to the kitchen for breakfast. More bad news.

Fighting tears, I sat down to my bran flakes and banana, and grab my bible. Most mornings, I read as I eat, usually from my where I left off the previous day. It calms me, and many times, a chord is struck by the passage, leaving me to marvel at God's timing.

But today the pages fell to a random spot, and an underlined verse from the Living Word leapt out, leaving me momentarily stunned.

"The Lord will fight for you, you need only to be still." (Ex 14:14)

Sinking to my chair, I glanced at the previous verse, and Moses began to no longer to speak to the Israelite people, but to me.

"Don't be afraid," his voice reaches through centuries to say. "Stand firm. The Lord will fight for for you."

Reading on, I heard God proclaim that the Egyptians, the enemies, in my own life will continue to pursue me, but that through it all, God will bring glory to Himself through my life. And soon, I will see my enemy no more.

Like the Isrealites, I am scared witless sometimes. I fully expect to experience the heartaches and suffering that no human escapes. Jesus, in His own humanity, suffered with me, for me, more deeply than I can imagine.

My prayer is often that I will glorify Him through my life. I was just half-heartedly hoping that I'd get to pick the "how" part.

My flesh is so foolish, so weak. It whispers, "Why does this have to be so hard? Why should I have to go through this." Pity party time. Poor me.

Thank God for His Holy Spirit! Even as the thought ran through my mind, the Word in my heart hurled His rebuke to the enemy in my flesh, "Get behind me Satan! You are a stumbling block to me; you do not have in mind the things of God, but the things of men." (Mt 16:23)

Again, the tears flow from my eyes. But now, the ink flows from my pen. Tears of gratitude, words of love...

Oh precious Saviour, I am yours. You gave yourself for me. Again, today, I give myself to You. Let my life glorify you through joy and sorrow. I can do ALL things through You.