Blessed be your name, in the land that is plentiful, where your streams of abundance flow, blessed be your name. Blessed be your name, when I'm found in the dessert place, though I walk through the wilderness, blessed be your name. Beautiful words. And though the former is easy to do, it is the latter that defines us as Christians. It is easy to raise a shout of praise in the sunshine, and maybe a little harder to do so in the dry dessert places. Don't begin to imagine you are alone in this, I'm right there with you. But I have to believe that in praising Him even at times of struggle we can find peace. As a Martha, as a control freak, as a woman taught very early on to take care of the important things yourself, as a fixer, it is hard for me too. I often find myself wanting to move faster than my Father. Letting myself at times outrun His plans. However, I want you to know I am learning to stop and appreciate where I am in this earthly walk. I am learning that even in these trials there is reason to praise a Father who is willing to deal with a pouty child to get her where she needs to be and to chip away what is unhealthy to save the soul. I Love to be loved but I have learned in raising my children, there are times when they will not be saying "my mom rocks!", or " she is the best!" However, it is so worth it to lead them to the path they need to be on. And I know that even in the midst of such times they still love me, and they are still thankful to have a mom who expects and knows they can be more and leads them to this. I still get a nightly "I love you." I still get thank you's." And these mean so much to me! I know that our Father also loves to hear the praise of His kids knowing they love and appreciate Him, even when they are hurt or have misunderstood where He is leading them. So I offer up that I know who you are God, no matter what you do, or where I find myself! Blessed be your name, Jesus!
God bless and keep you, Ms. Jill
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