We’ve been talking about faith for a few weeks in BSF. This week’s lesson included my theme verses for my life right now:
“So take a new grip with your tired hands and stand firm on your shaky legs. Mark out a straight path for your feet. Then those who follow you, though they are weak and lame, will not stumble and fall but will become strong.”
Hebrews 12:12-13 (NLT)
My life has been a series of challenges since I started this blog. There are days when I feel up to the challenge, and days when I want to scream, “Calgon! Take me away!” So, I shared those verses with my ladie’s bible class tonight. When I started the class a few months ago, I asked each lady to share a prayer request – something that they’d like to learn or take away from the class, or an area that they’d like to see growth in. Mine was to find calm and order in my life again. HA HA HA (Remember, I have 3 children ages 5 and under.)
Well, God answered my prayer, but not how I wanted or expected Him to. Is my life more calm than 3 months ago? Nope! Just the opposite. The only “order” to my life is the #3 at McDonald’s because I’m too tired to cook, and I can’t even get them to put vanilla in my coke. God knew that we’d be traveling alot, that my grandmother was going to die, that He was going to send us to Boulder, that we were dreading telling our teens that we’re leaving, that Zoe didn’t really want to potty train yet, Pete would be fussy while pushing 3 teeth through at once, and Max would tell me EVERYDAY that he’s too big for naps. (If I’m not – he’s not!)
How did God answer my prayer? He whispered in my ear, “My grace is sufficient for you”. He was there with me during everything mentioned, and He’s already there tomorrow, waiting for me… and my faith. He did not give me calm and order in my life…He gave me peace in my heart and reassurance through His word and through other people of faith. He didn’t give me what I asked for; He gave me what I really needed. That’s just like Him…So, I’ve got my new grip, and my feet are ready to go. I refuse to trudge when I can dance instead! Many thanks to all of my cheerleaders out there, and thanks to God for being one of them!!!
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More and more I’m being swept away by the dance metaphor. San Antonio has a swing dance society and I’d love to go there for a youth group night, learn to swing dance, and talk about the depth and riches of that analogy in our relationship with the Creator of Dance, Music, and Life. May you be graceful and steady through the dance of the holidays.
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