Today's Reading: "Come, all you who are thirsty, come to the waters; and you who have no money, come, buy and eat! Come, buy wine and milk without money and without cost. Why spend money on what is not bread, and your labor on what does not satisfy? Listen, listen to me, and eat what is good, and your soul will delight in the richest of fare." (Isaiah 55:1-2)
"Rescue me and deliver me in your righteousness; turn your ear to me and save me. Be my rock of refuge, to which I can always go; give the command to save me, for you are my rock and my fortress." (Psalms 71:2-3)
I can't explain it, but I feel like for all my (too many) years, I have been wandering around in the same old desert. Different view, different situations, different people--but the same desert all the same! God has been and is still calling me to unquestionable and complete obedience, and thus far, I have only been willing to go part-way. Oh, don't you just love His patience--thank God Almighty for it! (Matthew 18:23-27) There are many personal reasons (excuses) why, but I find that I am still trying to satisfy my soul's longing with "things" or people, and I know that is not what God wants for me. I can tell you this--the cost of following Christ in even partial obedience has already been great! I am not sure I have come to the full realization of that cost and that's scary!
Perhaps it was Beth Moore's teaching, "Believing God" that has been the catapult that has brought all these revelations to the surface. Yes, I keep wanting to "push "issues" further down into the wastebasket and sit a rock on them" rather than placing the issues on the Rock of Christ Jesus and letting Him deal with them! (You have to do the study to fully understand that statement!)
I vividly remember the pain of that very young child of long ago, feeling so unwanted and unloved, crying out for someone, anyone to love me--really, to rescue me! I can still see my face pressed against the car glass as the tears streamed down my face! Oh, dear friends, Jesus did rescue me! But, I know that little girl is still crying out! I need more rescuing!
Still, as much as I fight against it (God's will for my life), I know I am where God wants me to be. Though, I have to admit, I often feel much like a dear, recently widowed, friend of mine must have felt having to move into that tiny room, all alone, surrounded by a ceiling high mound of storage boxes. No place to lay her head.
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