It's a windy July 2nd Friday. I pulled into the near empty parking lot at work and slowly made me way inside, past the hurling wind and into the serene chilly interior of the firm. I'm filled with hope on this now lagging Friday morning. My mind skips past work and into the chores I need to finish tonight: pinch the petunias, jog, change my winter clothes to summer...
The Lord has turned my mourning into dancing, given me beauty for ashes and a romance unlike anyone -- He's given me Himself. With Him has come that sense of assurance, a block of piece that covers my endless anxieties and a friend that's deeper than even those I've lost. As my 20s gently slip behind me; I'm finally steadfast. I wanted stability and have found it in Christ. I wanted a home and family and have learned we're pilgrims and strangers in this world. My stability no longer comes from popularity, although I admit it's nice! Stability is now coming from the ever present Help of Christ. Perfect love casts out fear. Perfect love has knit itself around my heart, has penetrated my soul and anchored my mind. Life no longer seems heavy but light.
Hello wishes and empty desires. Thank you, Lord, for putting them in their place. Thank you for remembering my heart's desires when I had long since resigned myself to never getting them. Thank you for reminding me of who I am and who You have ordained me to be. You are so GOOD, SO LOVELY and so PASSIONATE about your people. I am your creation. All that I am is yours and all that I'll be is yours. Thanks for the past and the lovely present and a future filled with hope.
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