Have worry and pain ever pushed you to exhaustion? No matter how hard we try to disguise it, exhaustion is difficult to hide. And silence is inevitable. When we finally succumb to our worry and pain, and there are no more tears to cry, silence becomes our offering to God. Our silent offering is much like a soldier waving the white flag in surrender on a battlefield in plain sight of our heavenly Father.
Our moments of surrender are no surprise to God. He knows we will finally get tired of trying to figure everything out on our own and yield to the Creator of heaven and earth. God is patient like that.
God provides illustrations in His Word of those who surrendered their exhausted and crippled conditions to Jesus. These persons had tried everything, were rejected by family and friends, and were ridiculed and shamed by hypocrites. Yet they had strong confidence in a man whose reputation preceded him. Jesus was known as being a healer, and those who desired to surrender and lay all that ailed them at Jesus’ feet were healed – not just by His touch; but by the exercise of their faith.
Activate your faith and present your exhausted self to God. Don’t throw in the towel! Tell the Lord you’re weary. Open your heart to the Lord and confess to Him that you’re tired of living life in your own strength, and you surrender to Him who is able to turn your weariness to joy. Ask your Waymaker to heal you and make you whole. And as God is healing you, praise His name with your mouth. And live out your healing so that it points others to Christ. Remember, healing is about more than professing it or working towards it. The evidence of healing is living it.
“Heal me, LORD, and I will be healed; save me and I will be saved, for you are the one I praise.” – Jeremiah 17:14
Walk down the road less traveled – live in your healing.
Be well. Live well.
I remember the day I felt the freedom of flight as a toddler, soaring down a rocky hill on my big green bicycle – without the guiding hand of my big brother. It was a moment when he and my younger brother convinced me I was ready to tackle the hill alone. I remember them cheering me on as they gave my bike a gentle push and told me to pedal. I was terrified at first. But as I began to experience the freedom of the wind blowing through my pigtails, I started to believe I could actually do this. I took a deep breath, and my heart leaped with each shift of the handlebars as I tried to master pedaling and steering downhill. I couldn’t believe it.
But what was so energizing quickly turned to terror as I realized the bike was moving faster and faster, and all I knew to do was to pedal. I was frantic! I could hear laughter at the top of the hill as my body jerked from side to side as my speed increased. The laughter became faint as I observed my legs swing helplessly alongside the bike after the bike made contact with the rocks on the path. I tried steering into the grass but encountered small dips and holes. I felt completely out of control. As I neared the bottom of the hill, I could hear my brothers again, but this time they were screaming for me to “Brake!” Miraculously, my feet found the pedals, and I forced them in reverse, causing the bike to stop immediately, throwing me to the ground. My brothers raced down the hill to my side to help me up, making sure I was okay. After checking out the bruises on my knees and elbows, they became convinced I would survive. They walked my bike up the hill for me and, through laughter, insisted I was an expert bike rider after enduring such an experience.
I didn’t understand the importance of appreciating bumpy journeys in my life until I took a deep breath and cut the cord from what was familiar and comfortable. If I’m truthful about it, God was instrumental in helping me arrive at such a realization. God positioned me on a journey where I had to make the critical decision to resist everything He revealed as bondage. For years, I allowed the enemy to distort the image of what God sees me to be. For years, I held my breath as I went from one experience to the next, doing what others expected of me, not fully embracing the adventure God was beckoning me to. When things got out of control, I often tried to keep steering when God was near, ready to take the wheel. I recognize now I did not give myself permission to take a deep breath. I did not allow God to lead. Once I did, I experienced freedom on levels I did not know existed, which gave me the confidence to cut the cord from anyone and anything that jeopardized that freedom. The truth is – anyone who doesn’t want you free wants you in chains.
Galatians 5:1 states, “Christ has set us free for freedom. Therefore, stand firm and don’t submit to the bondage of slavery again.”
Walk down the road less traveled – take a deep breath and cut the cord!
Surrender to God! Resist the devil, and he will run from you. Come near to God, and he will come near to you… (James 4:7-8)”
Be well. Live well.
I don’t have to look far or search long for someone who identifies sorely with the memory of feeling overlooked. Some describe the experience as hurtful and disrespectful. There certainly isn’t glory in the actualization of being ignored. That moment when you realize, in the grand scheme of things, you don’t matter to someone. Yet, our human desire to be seen and to keep up with someone else’s convoluted practice of self-glorification as the prescription to wellness in these uncertain times, oozes like an open wound that never heals and is sensitive to touch – sensitive to the touch and move of our Creator in our lives. Man says make up the rules as you go along, indulge in manipulation, hate your neighbor. God says have no other gods before Him, do good, and love your neighbor as yourself. God also advises us to resist self-glorification and to chase after the gift(s) He created within us while we were in the womb. “Follow the way of love and eagerly desire gifts of the Spirit (1 Corinthians 14:1).”
Chasing our precious gift(s) from God keeps us under His protection and guidance. We become in-sync with the one who created us and bound to the one who is actively forming us in fascinating ways to His likeness. Our importance to someone else becomes minute and does not compare to how God sees us. God says we matter in all of our transforming moments. The glory of those experiences belong to God. Take none for yourself but give all the glory to God, our Creator. “You are worthy, our Lord and God, to receive glory and honor and power, for you created all things, and by your will they were created and have their being (Revelation 4:11).”
Defy man and walk down the road less traveled, giving God the glory. Be well. Live well.
“Each of you has been blessed with one of God’s many wonderful gifts to be used in the service of others. So use your gift well. If you have the gift of speaking, preach God’s message. If you have the gift of helping others, do it with the strength that God supplies. Everything should be done in a way that will bring honor to God because of Jesus Christ, who is glorious and powerful forever. Amen.” (1 Peter 4:10-11)
I pray you are well and you are enjoying your new season. Speak words of life while living out loud in your new season. Be encouraged by Ezekiel 37:1-14 (Contemporary English Version),
Some time later, I felt the Lord’s power take control of me, and his Spirit carried me to a valley full of bones. The Lord showed me all around, and everywhere I looked I saw bones that were dried out. He said, “Ezekiel, son of man, can these bones come back to life?”
I replied, “Lord God, only you can answer that.”
He then told me to say:
Dry bones, listen to what the Lord is saying to you, “I, the Lord God, will put breath in you, and once again you will live. I will wrap you with muscles and skin and breathe life into you. Then you will know that I am the Lord.”
I did what the Lord said, but before I finished speaking, I heard a rattling noise. The bones were coming together! I saw muscles and skin cover the bones, but they had no life in them.
The Lord said:
Ezekiel, now say to the wind,[a] “The Lord God commands you to blow from every direction and to breathe life into these dead bodies, so they can live again.”
As soon as I said this, the wind blew among the bodies, and they came back to life! They all stood up, and there were enough to make a large army.
The Lord said:
Ezekiel, the people of Israel are like dead bones. They complain that they are dried up and that they have no hope for the future. So tell them, “I, the Lord God, promise to open your graves and set you free. I will bring you back to Israel, and when that happens, you will realize that I am the Lord. My Spirit will give you breath, and you will live again. I will bring you home, and you will know that I have kept my promise. I, the Lord, have spoken.”