And I’m sad to see her go. 😦
I remembered asking God to give me focus and direction. One after another, distractions were thrown my way. God sure does have a weird humor like that. It just came to me that praying for focus and direction, I should be expecting the opposite to test me on that. Then Peter’s words dawned on me…
“Dear friends, do not be surprised at the painful trial you are suffering, as though something strange were happening to you.”
Yeah. Didn’t we just dissect that verse in Thursday BS group not too far back? Tsk. God wanted me to focus so He puts me in extreme pain so that I would fix my eyes on Him more, rather than the circumstance. I’ve been feeling physically exhausted, mentally drained, emotionally dried up, spiritually down because I have been looking at the wrong things (those that I’ve mentioned above)! No wonder I felt really discouraged. Yet I thank the Lord because He allowed me to grieve…to be human so I will learn.
Today I woke up with a renewed heart and mind carrying this lesson. The Lord impressed on me Paul’s advice as I was going through my morning devotion (I like how The Message translated it)…
“Summing it all up, friends, I’d say you’ll do best by filling your minds and meditating on things true, noble, reputable, authentic, compelling, gracious—the best, not the worst; the beautiful, not the ugly; things to praise, not things to curse. Put into practice what you learned from me, what you heard and saw and realized. Do that, and God, who makes everything work together, will work you into his most excellent harmonies.”
Ok, good and pure and all things that make my heart soar in the Lord. Gotcha! 🙂 Now that the dust has settled, I can see clearly the path ahead–and that is to run the race and fix my eyes on Jesus.
After this ordeal, I say “Praise the Lord for what He has done!” 🙂
I just got home from a very insightful (if I must say) night… thank you!
Ok now, bullets —
This is the downside of being in pain–you become love skeptic, as much as you try not to be.
There are more bullets in my head now but let me just leave you with that for the mean time.
There’s something enchanting yet therapeutic about trees. Looking at this photo has made me calmer than I could ever be. It invites you to seek solace under its shady leaves, to rest by its strong trunk, and to cry while it sings to you until all your heartaches are gone. Like absorbing all your pain while your tears wet the soil beneath.
At this time I need to heal. Because the scar that has healed was cut open to bleed once more. It hurts more now than it has before.
And under the trees is just the perfect spot for me to begin healing again.
Me thanks Fabo for the photo.