One year ago...
“Though the fig tree does not bud and there are no grapes on
the vines,
Through the olive crop fails and the fields produce no food,
Though there are no sheep in the pen and no cattle in the stalls,
Yet I will rejoice in the LORD, I will be joyful in God my Savior.
The Sovereign Lord is my strength; he makes my feet like the feet of a deer,
He enables me to go on the heights” (Hab. 3:17-18)
“Though my dreams of mission work does not bud,
Through it seems like one day is no different than the other
and what does it matter,
Though the hoped-for changes are still gone and the stalls are filled with struggles rather than joys,
Yet I will rejoice in the LORD, I will be joyful in God my Savior.
The Sovereign Lord is my strength; he makes my feet like the feet of a deer,
He enables me to go on the heights”.
Through the olive crop fails and the fields produce no food,
Though there are no sheep in the pen and no cattle in the stalls,
Yet I will rejoice in the LORD, I will be joyful in God my Savior.
The Sovereign Lord is my strength; he makes my feet like the feet of a deer,
He enables me to go on the heights” (Hab. 3:17-18)
A year ago, I was enjoying the last days of sweltering heat
in San Pedro Sula, Honduras, preparing to board a plane to return home to the
USA--for a mere two weeks. A year later, I am in Texas . Yes, Texas of all unlikely places! Texas
was just somewhere out there, probably a candidate for “the least likely state
I would end up in…”
I planned on going back. I was set on going back. God slowly
broke it to my heart that I wasn't going back. He knew this broken reed--and
was gentle. Yet, it broke my heart, but it was a heart that needed to be
broken. I had to trust that God knew my heart desires, that he still had them
(and me) in his hand and that he hadn’t relegated me to a dusty corner. My
heart bled in rib-racking tears, searing sobs, and bleak despair.
Now, I see more clearly, although yet dimly (1 Cor. 13:12),
that God himself is my heart desire. My “heart desires” and dreams of Honduras ,
missions, etc. were reflections of a heart-idolatry of self-righteousness,
self-confidence. “If only I could know I was needed, then I’d be happy. If only
I was doing something important, I would know I had value. If only I knew I was
where I needed to be and doing something important in the world, I could stop
doubting my existence, my purpose, my self. If only I knew I was doing God’s
work, then I would know he liked me.” How much, in my self-attempt to glorify
him, I glorified self. In my self-attempt to serve Christ and minister his love
to others, I undermined Christ and his grace and love.
While I prayed, "God, here am I, send me, send me! I
desire to do your will--which is to go to Honduras , right? That is my heart
desire!" God said, “I know what you think your heart desires are, but I AM
your heart desire. I am your love. Stop looking. Rest. Trust. I give you
myself.” My anxious searching needed to cease—and it needs to cease—and it will
need to cease. But someday I will see clearly, and then I will see him face to
face, and I will be as he is, because I will see him as he is (1 John 3:1-2).
I sought for God’s will, but it was a way to serve my will
so I would know and have value and have purpose and meet my needs in my own
way. God is saying, “Christ is my will. Christ is the way, the life, and the
truth. He is the way. He is the center of my will” (John 14:6; Col. 1:18-20;
Eph. 1:9-10).
I have learned just a pinch more that I can trust God with
all my heart desires, and that he is my heart desire. It is not what I do that
will make my heart happy and give me my sense of fulfillment and purpose—that
is not my life nor my definition. Christ is (Col. 3:4; Gal. 2:20). I am still
learning. Each new day is a new fight to center myself on Christ, who is my
life. Each new season and stage will present new temptations. I know it is easy to say. It is harder to
walk out. But we have the Spirit who shines the light of the glory of God in
the face of Christ in our hearts (2 Cor. 4:4-6).
Though the hoped-for changes are still gone and the stalls are filled with struggles rather than joys,
Yet I will rejoice in the LORD, I will be joyful in God my Savior.
The Sovereign Lord is my strength; he makes my feet like the feet of a deer,
He enables me to go on the heights”.
And who is it that enables? HIM. This is a super-human set
of verses. But that’s okay. Because the same power that raised him from the
dead is at work in us—the Spirit—to cause us to will and to do, to do more than
we can ask or imagine according to the power that is at work in us, to him be
the glory in Christ Jesus for ever and ever (Eph. 1:18-20; Phil. 2:12-13; Eph.
3:21)!
Yes, and Amen. There are joys and sorrows along each path of life. Once, after not receiving my "heart's desires" when I was about your age, a friend of mine directed me to the life of Joseph. God gave him dreams, and yet deferred those dreams for years--some of them spent in prison for being upright. Many events needed to occur before Joseph could see his dreams fulfilled.
ReplyDeleteI am certain that God has ordained you to be where you are for a reason. I am glad to see you living yielded and rejoicing in Him as you live out this part of The Journey. You are precious in His sight--wherever you are serving Him.
May you recognize the lavishness of His love today--
Cyndi