What do torrential downpours, mini-farm living, crazy walk with God, crazy accidents, and the beginning of a new journey all mixed together equal? A worn out mama and a severely neglected blog. My apologies to whoever might actually read what we put on here. So, on with a new post... I thought that when I wrote "Poke Holes In Your Darkness" that I had experienced some pretty dark times. No, I knew I had experienced dark times--and now I can look back and see God's hand on me in those times. When times are dark and hard, the only thing I wish for is to see God's hand reaching for me. It is funny how light and dark cycle. I know in heaven there will be eternal light, but here in this life there must be the continual cycle of light-dark-light. Life-death-new life. I believe it is part of the growing process that God puts us through. This has been the stinkiest couple of months for me and my family that I can remember. I sometimes find myself mid-pity party crying out to God " GOD! You told us what to do, where to step and we followed you! Why did you lead us to this dry desolate place? Where are you?" Hours I have spent crying out to Him, praising Him, worshiping Him. And while each praise would allow tiny beams of light to penetrate my circumstances, the darkness persisted and quickly filled the gap my words created. Perpetual darkness had become my enemy. I had reached a point where I had prayed until I no longer had words and found myself quiet, hoping that He could hear the cry of my heart despite the quietness upon my lips. I couldn't see Him, I couldn't feel Him...just empty nothingness warring against my heart's knowledge of His goodness, faithfulness and constant presence. I was journaling all of these emotions, flipping through the Bible for hope and answers because I know all things, all answers, all hope and instruction are found there and I found this: Is there anyplace I can go to avoid your Spirit? He even sees me in the dark. Light, dark, it makes no difference to Him. My darkness is not a boundary that keeps Him from me. I had read this passage hundreds of times before, but never in these words. I might not be able to see Him in my circumstances, but my circumstances are nothing to Him. I might feel like I'm gasping for breath, but He is breathing new life into me. I might feel like everything is crumbling and failing, but He is rebuilding everything about my life. I might not understand one single thing that is happening, but God has already written the pages in my life and everything works out for my good and His glory.
You might be in a spot that you can identify with my feelings. These things that God has revealed as truth to me apply to you as well. There is always HOPE. We serve a loving and good God, one that has promised to never leave us or forsake us. It does not matter what we feel at the moment. It does not matter if we feel abandoned, afraid, or like we are dying in a desolate place. At those moments the only things that stand as truth are the promises of God found in His word. Cling to them; they truly are your life preserver. ~Michelle
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