The past few months have been a stretch of FAITH, or should I say, a stretch of my very reality. Ever have times like that? For those of you feeling like you are being pulled and stretched right now, this week’s post is especially for you *keep reading, but for those who are short on time, and want to come back later, go ahead and click on the image below to receive a printable treasure for the heart. It is something you can put on the fridge and speak out loud over your life.
Okay. Back to being stretchy. I thought about the place of being stretched, and it usually lands smack dab in the middle of unknown places. You know, that place in between? The vague shifting sands that get in the eyes and make them red and watery, and you get so thirsty that you would do almost anything to be quenched from parched lips where you can just drink— suddenly filling up with knowing.
This is how it has been as of late – in the waiting room, or rather, in the dry sandy desert— trying to make my way to a water source where, at the very least, I could see a clear reflection of what is supposed to be. I mean, I wanted to KNOW the UNKNOWN and for it to be revealed in a way that I could fully understand, and soon that want became a need, and that so-called need— led to the wrong kind of distraction. It was like Mind Clutter on overdrive!
I attempted to pinpoint (that needed understanding) obsessively, which only led to, you got it, the wrong focus—and yes, patience, hope, and faith became a stranger instead of a friend. I am not totally in the clear, but I am determined to move this distraction mountain out of the way, and I have to admit, truths of my very fleshly existence reared its ugliness quite a few times… like where I thought I had some pretty secure places of patience, hope, and faith in certain areas of my life—- Yeah, NOT so much.
The Edges of (Knowing)
I found that when there are “edges of knowing,” yet not exactly understanding, it can cause the smallest seeds of doubt to be dropped into this brain of mine, therein taking quick roots to the heart. I found that these roots begin to grow (quickly) from tiny, sometimes unrecognizable seeds that suddenly create weeds — And NOT the easy-to-pull-out kind — but the ones that shoot up strong and choke out grace.
The whole process made me feel like I wanted to bury my head. No, it made me want to bury my whole SELF in the SAND! Not that I would not come up for air, but I just did not want to be in that stretchy space anymore. Little did I know that what I thought was a desolate place filled with doubt and blindness was actually a place filled with hope, faith, and joy.
In all truth, the unknown can imprison minds. It can create a hyper-focus on one point in time and hold you back from moving forward in the call upon your life. The thing is, I don’t want to be stuck in my calling, and I know you do not want to be STUCK either! If you stick with me *pun intended, I believe we can be unstuck together in this amazing and stretchy journey we find ourselves on. Keep going, dear Friend— God has got this too! I hope you find encouragement in the journey this week as you reflect and speak LIFE over your heart and mind *see instant download above.
“Be patient, therefore, brothers, until the coming of the Lord. See how the farmer waits for the precious fruit of the earth, being patient about it until it receives the early and late rains. You also, be patient.” James 5:7-8 ESV
This is an updated edition of a post originally published on Ministry Moms.
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