That's okay, though. That's what coffee shops and ear buds are for, right?
Even as I type this though I find myself rolling my eyes at me (yes, I do that) because I know how fortunate I really am. While some are starving and sleeping on dirt, I can come to Starbucks, order my froufrou latte and listen to The Piano Guys on Pandora while I type on my laptop using free wifi. Yes, I truly have it rough! Oh geez (insert another eye roll) I hope that my missionary friends in Uganda and Cambodia aren't reading this...
God has different calls for each of us, though! I know that while I must keep in perspective the amount of tremendous blessings in my life, God still sees me where I am and sypathizes with my struggles. He called me here after all! He understands me and cares about my hurts and struggles. He doesn't roll His eyes at me. Thank you, Jesus, for not rolling your eyes at me!
It's been a long weekend! Full of blessings, ministry, new friendships and fellowship...and lots and lots of people. So like I said, I'm tired, even weary!
Of course, the Enemy saw that too and is great at kicking us when we're down. I came to Starbucks for a break. I found a table in the back corner and turned up my music. Then I opened up Facebook. Ug! Brilliant decision, right?! My hope was to see pictures of my nieces and nephew or hear updates from my friends...but that's not what flooded my news feed. Instead, I read about Marines being killed, heros being prosecuted, and late-term abortions being encouraged. My heart wasn't strong enough for all of this today. The heaviness in my heart was almost unbearable as I blinked back tears.
But God! (I'm praising God now that as easily as I can click open my Facebook, I can also click open blueletterbible.org)
See, the Sovereign LORD comes with power, and his arm rules for him.
See, his reward is with him, and his recompense accompanies him.
He tends his flock like a shepherd;
He gathers the lambs in his arms and carries them close to his heart;
(Praise Jesus that's me, carried close to his heart!)
he gently leads those that have young...
"To whom will you compare me? Or who is my equal?"
says the Holy One.
Lift your eyes and look to the heavens; Who created all these?
(You did, Oh God, I know You did!!!)
He who brings out the starry host one by one, and calls them each by name.
Because of his great power and mighty strength, not one of them is missing...
Do you not know? Have you not heard?
The LORD is the everlasting God, the Creator of the ends of the earth.
He will not grow tired or weary, and his understanding no one can fathom.
He gives strength to the tired and weary and increases the power of the weak."
(Thank you Yahweh! I am weary, but you are not! And you make me strong!)
(Isaiah 40: 10-11, 25-26, 28-29)
You know what else?! The prince of the air, the enemy of our souls...Guess what?! He's the LOSER! He will NOT have the final say! Do you hear that Satan?!? This does not end well for you! You do not get the final say!!!
Then I heard a loud voice in heaven say:
"Now have come the salvation and the power and the kingdom of our God,
and the authority of his Christ.
For the accuser of our brothers, who accuses them before our God day and night,
has been hurled down.
(Hurled Down!!!!)
They overcame him by the blood of the Lamb and the word of their testimony;
they did not love their lives so much as to shrink from death.
Therefore rejoice, you heavens and you who dwell in them!
But woe to the earth and the sea,
because the devil has gone down to you!
He is filled with fury because he knows that his time is short!..."
"And the devil, who deceived them, was thrown into the lake of burning sulfur..."
(Rev. 12:10-12,20:10a)
Therefore we do not lose heart. Though outwardly we are wasting away,
yet inwardly we are being renewed day by day.
For our light and momentary troubles are achieving for us an eternal glory
that far outweighs them all. So we fix our eyes not on what is seen,
but on what is unseen.
For what is seen is temporary but what is unseen is eternal.
(2 Cor. 4:16-18)
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