I guess I thought I had overcome fear of the unknown. For so many years of life without my Lord, I worried about what would happen next, more specifically what would blindside me when I thought everything was ok.
Yesterday marked a couple of first’s in our home:
Braedon returned to the school building (again) for a straight four days of in-person teaching, God-willing. The high school had to shut their doors almost as soon as they announced they would be open 4 days due to a reported 6 positive Covid cases.
Jackson returned to the middle school building for standardized testing. Between Covid closings in 7th grade and our decision to transition Jackson to 100% online learning (knee and gut problems) in 8th grade, he had not been there for many months.
Jason began a 5-day work week (which is almost unheard of in his department) with every Saturday and Sunday off in May. This month-long change is temporary, but we look forward to seeing him every night and having him every weekend in a row.
I began seminary (again). The first of two classes I will take this trimester.
Rocko is starting to see how his life will change as ours does. I packed him up in the car to go get each son at the appointed time. Crate training is good but not always beneficial. We played with our Rocko, but he also had to hang by himself in the backyard while we moved through some of the new Dibble transitions.
My mind knows I have nothing to fear with God, who is faithful and true.
Yet my heart was in knots, excited with anticipation. As the devil whispered be fearful, you don’t know if you can handle this, I allowed the Living, breathing hope-fullness to be darkened by dread.
In my Spirit, I sense the devil had influence on my Jackson, and my Rocko yesterday as well.
My Son, My Daughter, do not forget My teaching, but keep My commandments in Your heart, for they will prolong your life many years and bring you peace and prosperity (Proverbs 3:1-2).
That feeling of overwhelmed can unravel like the twisted Christmas lights from last year, leaving you more tangled at the beginning of something new.
I refused to be confused.
Let love and faithfulness never leave you; bind them around your neck, write them on the tablet of your heart (Proverbs 3:3).
As I chose to focus on each immediate task, I clicked WordPress to check comments where a blessing awaited. A sister, Wendi, who blogs at https://simplychronicallyill.com told me she prayed for my peace.
Then you will win favor and a good name in the sight of God and man (Proverbs3:4).
May I remind all of us … never underestimate the importance of one prayer whispered for another. For we know He listens, for we trust He wants to smooth the ripples and bumps in our hearts so that we may listen as He walks step by step with us.
Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding …
My slip into dread drew me far away from trust in My Savior. Without Miss Wendi’s prayer, who knows where that would road would have taken me? Self-blame, a lack of confidence in the call God placed upon my life to go to seminary?
In all your ways submit to Him, and He will make your paths straight (Proverbs 3:5-6).
I am here to testify that Our Lord answered that prayer on my behalf for peace. Even though I had to take Jackson to PT, get Rocko one more neighborhood walk and make dinner before my class began, peace like a river flowed through me.
The difference? One prayer.
We will never know the full mystery of Christ who prays on our behalf to the Father (John 17:20-23), who gently leads us back into His arms (John 10:11), who may wonder how many times He has to reassure us in this life but will do so anyway (Matthew 14:31, Mark 11:23).
Once I read that she prayed, I put dread beneath my feet and looked up, trusting He would answer this prayer.
I tell you the truth, you can say to the mountain, ‘May you be lifted up and thrown into the sea,’ and it will happen. But you must really believe it will happen and have no doubt in your heart (Mark 11:23 NLT).
Trusting Him, not myself and not some blood-thirsty lion whose main purpose is to destroy me.
Pray for others. Do not grow weary for praying for others. Trust in Him whether you are praying or receiving the prayer.
Because if we lack even the tiniest particle of trust in Him, then we fill the gap by trusting in our own minds, our own strength, or in the mess of our feelings … Christ counts any trust in ourselves as doubt in Him.
Good morning, All,
This is sort of Part 2 from the other day’s post. Please let me know how I may pray for you. We too often don’t ask when we are weary. We assume the responsibility is all on our shoulders to pray for ourselves.
Gives us people who pray without being asked, who pray when asked, and pray for us anyway because God laid our names on their hearts.
Pray on, sisters and brothers.
All photos in this post are from Pixabay.com.
Love in Christ,