Heavenly Father; thank you. I can count on one hand the times I have grasped the idea of peace that transcends all understanding and today was one of those times. Today. ALL day. What an answered prayer, as all over my journal from this year (yes, just January) are questions about if God can really give me this peace he speaks of...And I don't know what tomorrow looks like, but this will help serve as a reminder it's possible!
Today is my 9th wedding anniversary. It is looking fairly certain that there is not going to be a 10th. For varying reasons, I think I can safely say there has been heartbreak on both sides.
But there has also been growth. Crazy, God-driven growth. My husband led me to Christ and in some way I feel like since I have known him, my faith has been tied to his. Now I have had to claim my own. And claim it I have. Some by choice and some by force. I feel through this craziness, God said, "Do you trust me?" And I said yes. But I didn't mean it. Then there was a little more heartbreak and another call - "Do you trust me?" "Yes, Lord." And I let go of a little something. Insert still other heartbreak and another call, "Betsy, do you trust me?" (repeat about 10 times) and then you have me, in tears, broken, saying YES, LORD. Having reached the bottom (hopefully), I finally mean it. By no means do I think this is how it works for everyone, this breaking and bottoming out...I'm just stubborn and like to be in control...and plan...and, and, and!
I don't know what my future holds. My life has few certainties; as one could argue, do all lives. The one thing I do know is God loves me. This messed up, imperfect, sin-natured, woman. He has gifted me with His Spirit and that Spirit is growing. He has blessed me with an amazing son whose inquisitive nature and smile light up my world. He has blessed me with family and friends. Amazing women, God-loving, Scripture-speaking, soul-supporting women of all ages, walks of life, and locations.
God has gifted me with words of praise. He has made it known that He sees me. He guides me. He is my Rock and my Strength (Psalm 18). My help (Psalm 40). He will make sure that goodness and love will follow me all the days of my life and I will dwell in His house FOREVER (Psalm 23).
I trust Him. I do. Remind me of that if I forget because I don't expect this road I'm on to be smooth or straight, for "who can straighten what He has made crooked?" (Ecclesiastes 7:13). I just know there is a Spirit inside my heart and a Savior on the road. Behind me, beside me and in front of me.
Today is my 9th wedding anniversary. It is looking fairly certain that there is not going to be a 10th. For varying reasons, I think I can safely say there has been heartbreak on both sides.
But there has also been growth. Crazy, God-driven growth. My husband led me to Christ and in some way I feel like since I have known him, my faith has been tied to his. Now I have had to claim my own. And claim it I have. Some by choice and some by force. I feel through this craziness, God said, "Do you trust me?" And I said yes. But I didn't mean it. Then there was a little more heartbreak and another call - "Do you trust me?" "Yes, Lord." And I let go of a little something. Insert still other heartbreak and another call, "Betsy, do you trust me?" (repeat about 10 times) and then you have me, in tears, broken, saying YES, LORD. Having reached the bottom (hopefully), I finally mean it. By no means do I think this is how it works for everyone, this breaking and bottoming out...I'm just stubborn and like to be in control...and plan...and, and, and!
I don't know what my future holds. My life has few certainties; as one could argue, do all lives. The one thing I do know is God loves me. This messed up, imperfect, sin-natured, woman. He has gifted me with His Spirit and that Spirit is growing. He has blessed me with an amazing son whose inquisitive nature and smile light up my world. He has blessed me with family and friends. Amazing women, God-loving, Scripture-speaking, soul-supporting women of all ages, walks of life, and locations.
God has gifted me with words of praise. He has made it known that He sees me. He guides me. He is my Rock and my Strength (Psalm 18). My help (Psalm 40). He will make sure that goodness and love will follow me all the days of my life and I will dwell in His house FOREVER (Psalm 23).
I trust Him. I do. Remind me of that if I forget because I don't expect this road I'm on to be smooth or straight, for "who can straighten what He has made crooked?" (Ecclesiastes 7:13). I just know there is a Spirit inside my heart and a Savior on the road. Behind me, beside me and in front of me.
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ReplyDeleteBeautiful. He is always making you stronger. Love you!
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