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…the substance of things hoped for

“Now faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen.” Hebrews 11:1 NKJV

I needed these words this morning.

For months I’ve been praying specifically for a circumstance.

Standing before the Lord in prayer on behalf of this need.

Yet, it has remained elusive.

This morning my faith was lacking as I again prayed for this circumstance.

The Lord graciously reminded me of all He has done and all He will do.

He walked me past the circumstance and reminded me of the truth.

No matter how this turns out, I can trust Him.

It’s embarrassing!

After all the faith and trust I can easily put into other areas, for some reason this circumstance has me tied in knots.

Why is my faith lacking here?

What has caused me to continually pull this out of “God’s hands” and worry over it?

Have I learned nothing?

No.

It’s just a different lesson.

A test I’ve never taken before.

Frankly, it’s good.

It shows me where my heart is and how I need to relinquish yet another part into the Father’s hands.

I didn’t even realize I was holding onto it until this circumstance.

-sigh-

What boundless patience my Lord has!

How incredible that He will care so much as to walk with me in this way!

How truly deserving He is of all praise and glory!

Dear Lord Jesus,

Thank You for showing me my heart’s condition concerning this. Thank You for Your patience with me as I have worried instead of trusted. Thank You for guiding me back to faith. No matter how this circumstance turns out, no matter what comes from it, I trust that it will be what is best. I know You understand so much more than I. Thank You for being so incredibly loving and for giving me another opportunity to grow in faith.

Patience

Often patience is fleeting.

At least I find it so.

I think I’m patient until something happens to show the truth, I’m not patient without Jesus.

On my own I’m interested in the “now”.

I want things done.

I want to see things happen.

I want…

But wait, isn’t it better to learn how to enjoy the process?

As we work on our yard, making it more able to build, I find I’m not as patient as I’d like to think.

Yesterday as I went to the doctor, I realized I’m not as patient with my body either.

I want to be well and healthy.

I want to do things without having to think about being careful.

I want…

But wait, I want to surrender.

God knows what is best.

God is guiding us.

God is providing and in reality this illness has been used by Him in amazing ways.

Maybe I need to work on being patient.

Patience is a gift from God.

Grace and long suffering are also gifts from God.

Which is more valuable, that I get my emidiate wants or that I walk in God’s will?

Isn’t it funny how a change in perspective can help one see where the true value is!

So, I’m looking for more of Jesus in my everything.

I’m thanking Him for the blessings of discomfort to teach me patience.

I really do want His gifts, for their value is far above any physical treasure.

Even if finding those gifts means walking through discomfort.

It is the blessing of God to see life’s stretching, uncomfortable, circumstances as ultimately

a gift

of

patience.

For this world is not our home…

John 14:3

On hold

Everything is ready.

The car is packed.

The bedroom is set up.

The details are all sorted.

But it’s all on hold till baby comes.

Which is a difficult place to walk.

How does one work at things when waiting?

It’s something I’m watching our adult-children walk through as they wait the arrival of their first born.

It’s also something I’m walking in.

I’m waiting for my body to go back to healthy.

I’m waiting for all the demolition and construction so we can find rest at home.

I’m waiting for God to move me back home.

Which should happen today!

Although we have learned that our house is not worth the money to fix and we must replace it with a new build.

My hubby and girls have been ripping out carpet, painting, and cleaning all with the intention of my being able to live at home again.

None of us want me to live separately any longer than necessary.

Infact in a few hours my husband should be here and we will go to church with Sis and Tim, then pack my things into the car and head home.

I’m looking forward to it.

And I’m thankful for all God had done while my life has been on hold.

Because no matter how long I have to wait, there are lessons even in the waiting.

Things like patience, grace, endurance, and selflessness can be honed while waiting.

God understands exactly what each step is for and He is guiding all the details of each moment.

I’m praying and preparing this morning.

And then I realize:

I’m actually not on hold.

I’m being held.

Mountains

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As the school year approaches the list of things that need to be completed seems to be mounded up like the white capped Rockies.

Worry has often been a mountain of its own that at times robs me of my sleep.

As I lay awake trying to decide what the priority of the following day should be I feel weak to be able to complete it all.

Last night was one of those where I was awake often and finding myself worried over the coming list of the weeks ahead.

The funny thing about it was the Lord had already given me the opportunity to climb the mountain of worry through the Bible passage I read before bed.

“Then as he (Elijah) lay and slept under a broom tree, suddenly an angel touched him, and said to him, ‘Arise and eat.’ Then he looked, and there by his head was a cake baked on coals, and a jar of water. So he ate and drank, and lay down again. And the angel of the LORD came back the second time, and touched him, and said, ‘Arise and eat, because the journey is too great for you.’ So he arose, and ate and drank; and he went in the strength of that food forty days and forty nights as far as Horeb, the mountain of God.”
1 Kings 19: 6-8

As I lay awake the Lord reminded me that He is the source of my strength.

I need not be worried about the tasks that are ahead of me.

Instead, my time was better used by praising Him for His faithfulness and praying for guidance for myself as well as others.

Although getting up this morning was a little more difficult than normal I was able to spend the first moments in prayer.

I hope the next time you are facing a mountain you will find your strength in the Lord.

For just like Elijah, going on in God’s strength is the best way to climb the mountain.