God has prepared me for this situation through two Sunday school books read in the past year. Counterfeit Gods by Tim Keller has helped me identify idols in my life while Facing Your Giants by Max Lucado helped me realize the importance of focusing on God instead of my giants. He is also sustaining me through it for He keeps pointing me back to Beth Moore's James, Mercy Triumphs, a Bible study we just finished.
Until Friday, I did not apply head knowledge to real life.

Even on the way to Kansas, when traffic bogged down due to road construction, He let my eyes rest on these words and on this brilliant sunset.




God is encouraging me to choose instead. He put that word on Pamela's heart—imagine Him giving such a word to a person who has struggled with words most of her life. Yesterday, whenever she did not like a choice we were offering, she deliberately used it in a sentence. "I want to go to the park instead." "I'm doing instead: Wednesday, not Sunday." Whenever she says, "Instead," I am reminded to be more mindful about my choices. By choosing to dwell on God instead, I am dwelling with Him. When I let Him handle my burdens instead of me, He gives me rest.
Jesus, I am resting, resting, in the joy of what Thou art; I am finding out the greatness of Thy loving heart. Thou hast bid me gaze upon Thee, and Thy beauty fills my soul, for by Thy transforming power, Thou hast made me whole.
O, how great Thy loving kindness, vaster, broader than the sea! O, how marvelous Thy goodness, lavished all on me! Yes, I rest in Thee, Beloved, know what wealth of grace is Thine, know Thy certainty of promise, and have made it mine.
Simply trusting Thee, Lord Jesus, I behold Thee as Thou art, and Thy love, so pure, so changeless, satisfies my heart; satisfies its deepest longings, meets, supplies its every need, compasseth me round with blessings: Thine is love indeed!
Ever lift Thy face upon me as I work and wait for Thee; resting ’neath Thy smile, Lord Jesus, Earth’s dark shadows flee. Brightness of my Father’s glory, sunshine of my Father’s face, keep me ever trusting, resting, fill me with Thy grace. ~ Jean Pigott
5 comments:
I'd wondered where you'd been! Hope whatever the situation was has been resolved in a positive way. And glad that you found a way to strrengthen your will... Something that I find easier said than done!
Fortunately, I am not relying on my strength, but on God's strength. Once I direct my thoughts toward Him, rest comes and the burden feels lighter. "His yoke is easy, and His burden is light."
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I noticed that you hadn't been blogging!! Glad that you are back. :)
I'm encouraged by what you've written. Instead is a good simple, clear word.
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