In the amazing healing received from the grief of losing my mother so long ago, I have come to take refuge in the Psalms. Reading these songs of old, being moved by the words, having my heart strings pulled on, I have grown, I have conquered, I have been healed.
Again and again.
It has been a path to growth, one the Lord has gone before me on. The Lord walked ahead of me preparing the way, allowing pain, striking down the evil one, and building me back up to become the man He has always wanted me to be. The one He designed in His mind’s eye.
Yet I am weary from crying out.
In Psalm 69:1-3 we see the author crying out to the Lord for help. He is tired, he is battered, but he cries out to the Lord for guidance and His love.
I have learned there is a time and place to cry out to the Lord. In Pain. In Anger. In Frustration.
He can take it. So cry out!
This is a story of Hope
Some see this journey as weakness, some see me as weak. And to those people, I would challenge you to take the same journey. Lean in, take an honest look at yourself, stop looking down on others to build yourself up.
This journey is mine and not yours. Yet it can be, if you move out of your own way and allow the Lord to sculpt you into the man or woman He aches for you to see yourself as.
The truth is simply stated in 2 Corinthians 12:9
It’s about His power, not yours. The sooner you realize that the sooner His power will be restored in you.
So What Are You Going To Do About It?
Ask yourself this question often. Pose it to others. Rachael and I do to ourselves, to one another and even to our kids. When our kids come down and say something is bothering them, we help and give them the tools they need, and then ask, “what are you going to do about it”. It’s in our hands to be healthy, to allow Christ to explode from within us.
It’s on us to do something. The Lord is a gentleman, He stands at the door and knocks, but WE need to open it.
Open the door!
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