Steady, heart. Be still. There’s nothing here you haven’t seen before.
Lord, it’s nearly been a year since I asked You to tear apart the spiritual skin I wore—the one that was so full of sin and weight—and put me in a new one. It’s been a tiring process, what with never ending wrestling matches with You and a lot of having to get out of boats and walking on water.
And sinking, of course.
And You picking me up without fail each and every time I tapped out or sunk.
And the joy in my heart has never been so alive and ardent than in this season of my life. And I have You to thank for it because Your mercies are new every morning.
And so is my heart.
Say hello to my Mama! She is one bad-ass mother because she raised five (six including Dad) crazy, crazy, crazy men who love Jesus.
The Lord will fight for you; you need only be still. Then the Lord said to Moses, “Why are you crying out to me? Tell the Israelites to move on.”
Exodus 14:14-15
I was reminded today that even though God tells me to be still and to wait upon Him, I need to be doing something while my heart rests and waits. Anything, really. Read a book, write some melodies, serve people, exercise maybe? (God isn’t a fan of boredom.)
His presence isn’t just there to dwell on me and make me feel good; it’s supposed to move me. The Maker of the universe calls me His own, how can I sit here and wait for manna to fall from Heaven when He’s given me everything I need here on the ground? Why do I sit here and wait for His blessings to come when He’s all I need?
And He will always be all I need because He’s more than enough.
Though the fig tree does not bud and there are no grapes on the vines, though the olive crop fails and the fields produce no food, though there are no sheep in the pen and no cattle in the stalls, yet I will rejoice in the Lord, I will be joyful in God my savior.
Habakkuk 3:17-18
