Somehow the cacophony of chaos drowned out the voice of the Holy Spirit whispering Jubilee over my life. Every time we would catch our breath, someone would throw another crap pie in our faces. It has been an endless cycle trying to scramble out of the pit, only to have the walls collapse under our feet.
When you've lived in a season of hard for a long time, a season that feels endless, where each step forward is met with crumbling ground, and each inch gained is met with forceful resistance, it is easy to let weariness become your baseline. But weariness was never meant to be our normal. We were created to have joy in the midst of all the terrible happenings, peace when chaos reigns supreme, and confidence in the one who writes the story.
Saying thank you for the dirty dishes, and the stinky laundry, and the messes all over the house has been tossed in my face enough times to make me want to gag. Jesus promises us that God will provide each of us for the day at hand. Mercy is new every morning because we get enough for each day. And I can find freedom in knowing that today, there will be enough for today.
What if all the plans and dreams were leading up to this? What if all the uncertainties were a set up? And what if the answer is better than anything I could ever imagine? And what if it isn’t?
Trusting the Lord has been an area of my life where I am covered in stretch marks. Places where I didn't want to grow, but the Lord has had some work He needed to do, either through me or in me. Trusting Him financially has always been a challenge. Not because He has ever failed … Continue reading When the paycheck doesn’t pay