Scripture Jewel | Ephesians 1:18-21
Scripture Jewel | Hebrews 4:14-16
Live In Your Healing!
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.
Cut the Cord
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.