It’s easy to look at someone and see the great things you wish you had. I had put all of these pieces into one person thinking I should somehow be her.
“When I have self-confidence, does that mean I’m not relying on God? I WANT TO RELY ON GOD–I DON’T WANT TO BE PROUD. [I said it in all caps.] I don’t want to be proud, but I do want to be confident in what God’s given me to do.”
Pastor Jerry got it. (I like a Pastor who can handle ALL CAPS.)
“Here’s what you do,” he began. (I like a Pastor who knows what I’m talking about.)
“Here’s what you do,” he continued, “you are humble before God and fearless before the world—not one without the other. Psalm 46.”
(I like a pastor who backs up his words with Scripture.)
I believed the great purposefulness of my life added value to my worth. When it was all stripped away, when I was left alone without the ability to help anyone, I was forced to examine my true worth. The truth I encountered was this: I am greatly valued, deeply loved, and unconditionally worthy, simply because I am a child of God.
My own life experience as well as having heard the experiences of others has taught me that there is a big difference when your heart is led by the flesh and not the Holy Spirit.
Persistently pushing through the presence of this life, hoping to one day see the light. It seems as if I live in the trenches. It feels as if I’m forsaken, even though His word states different. I feel alone. I no longer hear the voice of my Love, I no longer feel His touch…
Where are you my love, oh my soul? Why have you left me desolate?
Where are you my love, oh my soul? I’m feeling completely helpless…
Saved. Blessed. Guided. Held. It’s my dream destination. He is the Dear One that I can trust forever. How could I not want to be in that exact spot?
Hey y’all, so late #writerwednesday post going up today! I am definitely putting my “Grace is My Pace this Summer”…
This is a guest post. If you would like to write for Becoming Press then please consider submitting a guest…
If a helper, color yourself a helper.
Truth be told, I hadn’t really considered what trusting God looks like. It seems like we hear about trusting God all the time. It’s plastered as a given in sermons, books, and verses, but when the weight of the world is pressing in, complete and total assurance in Christ seems nonexistent. The scoffers become too loud, the bills seem too much, the decisions to big… and we lose sight of what even means to ‘trust God’.
When strip we it down, what does this fairytale trust that we all talk about look like?