It's not a waste if it's wasted on Jesus. I have been learning things from the Spirit that spin me into fiery speeches. They are ones with great stories that I wish to share with other women. One speech, ironically, is that we don't always need platforms like blogs with a million followers or #1 TV shows to give God glory. (Ironic, right?) Much of life is in the simple quiet parts that only He sees. That much is for God, and God alone . We know the age-old question, "If a tree falls in a forest, and no one is there to hear it..." But...what if God is the only one that hears the tree or sees your spiritual life? What if God is the only one that sees your sacrifice? What if you lay your desire to be married, or for children, or a career, at His feet and no one sees or acknowledges that sur render but Him? What if you don't become the author or popular small group leader? "Would it be enough for me?" I ask. Are we
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Feeling on display Held up to the light Scrutinized through and through Unable to take flight Let me go Flying towards my heart To the Hiding Place Where I can come apart A high place to fall From the ledge of perfection I don't don your approval Only garments of the Son's collection I know its my brain Causing trouble all my days Searching others' thoughts Flesh be gone away! I'm not afraid to fly Up where you can see As long as I'm near The One who gets glory
Remember how the L ORD your God led you all the way in the wilderness these forty years, to humble and test you in order to know what was in your heart, whether or not you would keep his commands. (Deut. 8:2) Memories of one of my desert seasons still gives me literal nightmares. For years I have gloried in reflecting upon that season, and thanking God for bringing me through. Partly, I thought God brought me to this particular place to help me "grow up". Since the dreams didn't seem to stop, I had to dive further into my heart. Why do these memories seem to cause so much fear or pain? Shouldn't I be over whatever happened back then because God used it for good? But that's the problem, God used them for good, but He didn't draw me into the desert to cause the pain. The pain in those few years were not a direct result of the chastisement of the Lord. A father may discipline his son, but discipline is different from punishment.