Morning At Last

I hesitated to post what I am making public today because it is highly personal.  The reason I decided to go through with it is that there are others in similar walks who need encouragement.  Therefore, if this seems like foolishness to you, simply leave it alone and go find something that you can enjoy.  For the few of us following a path that is no wider than our feet, welcome.

6/8/11

Jonah woke me from a dream where I was talking to a kindly "shepherd" and a couple of his friends. They seemed to have a ministry of restoring the broken and the homeless. It seemed like we were at some sort of camp setting.

This man asked me what my story was and I told him of being a pulpit supply minister, Bible school teacher and sometime prophet. I told him that I had taken up my cross and was following the Lord where He was leading me. In the process, friends had misunderstood me, some had hurt me, my husband had died…I realized when I was saying it to him, just how deep some of the scars and wounds are that I carry. I thought they had healed but some are so deep that unless the Lord touches them, they will always be there. I realized that the scars would remain none the less and that like my Master, I would always bear them.

I told these caring people that my journey was a choice and that I have the freedom to lay down my cross and stop at any time. The thing is though, once you have looked into the Master’s eyes and seen the fires of the suffering, love, caring, devotion, determination and all consuming passion burning there, you can’t stop.

Psa 32:8 I will instruct thee and teach thee in the way which thou shalt go: I will guide thee with mine eye.

He is looking for a people who will take up their cross and follow Him. It isn’t a pleasant journey. Along the way people will abuse you. They will take what you say and use it to steal from you. They will misunderstand you and often you will have to leave people you love and who truly loved you behind because they just can’t understand the depth of what He is working in you. As you walk, there will be times He talks to you and other times His silence is so frustrating that you are sure you lost the path except that by faith you remember His words that He will never leave you nor forsake you and you keep going.

If He heals you, you will be healed. If He chooses not to, that is OK too for you know He loves you and somehow it will be worth it in the end. Details really don’t matter. Someday, the journey will have an end. Meanwhile, the memory of His eyes keeps me moving on and where He leads, I follow.

How appropriate that the above verse comes after hiding yourself in Him…Psa 32:7 Thou art my hiding place; thou shalt preserve me from trouble; thou shalt compass me about with songs of deliverance. I stood on that from the time Paul got sick. He is my hiding place and my aid in times of trouble. I’m learning to walk surrounded by Him and He keeps me on track.

Selah

Psa 32:7 Thou art my hiding place; thou shalt preserve me from trouble; thou shalt compass me about with songs of deliverance. Selah.

Psa 32:8 I will instruct thee and teach thee in the way which thou shalt go: I will guide thee with mine eye.