I'm not really sure why I haven't posted in several weeks. At first it was because I was avoiding God and the hard lessons He was teaching me through the Lenten season. But it ended up being a sweet time of learning to be okay with my weakness and allowing Him to receive the glory. 2 Corinthians 12:5 really spoke to my heart during that time: "My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness."
I am learning to be thankful for my weaknesses. Thankful that I don't have it all together. Thankful for the days when I am tired, stressed and dealing with a cranky toddler. Why? Because those are the times when I truly have to depend on God to get me through the day. Those are the days when I can't muster up the strength to do it on my own. And when I surrender and truly ask for His help, that's when He steps in.
But I am learning I must choose to run to Him, not other things or people, in order to tap into that divine power. It may mean praying a quick prayer, like "Abba, Father! Help me!" Or quoting a verse of Scripture, like that 2 Corinthians verse. Or just physically going on my knees and asking Him to step in, confessing that I can't do it on my own.
I think the main reason I haven't been blogging is because I am in MAJOR nesting mode right now. Baby 2 will be here in less than 2 months! I am thrilled to meet her and get to know her little personality and what she will look like, but I'm also nervous as heck. I will be sad to no longer be able to use nap times to get housework done and have a quiet time with God. I am worried about the days when both little ones will be cranky and I will be sleep deprived. Can I really do this, Lord?
But that's when He reminds me, "My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness."
He is my Rock. He is my Stronghold. In Him do I trust. I am embracing my weakness, so that He can be made strong.
Wednesday, April 27, 2011
Monday, April 4, 2011
Tough Lenten Lessons
A few of you have been asking me, "why haven't you posted lately?" And honestly, I haven't been sure how to answer. I know I've been avoiding something. Avoiding myself. Avoiding God. Avoiding the pain and emotions that have been welling up within me these days. And blogging, well, that's where I go when I want to share what God is teaching me. Since it hasn't been fun stuff lately, I've even wanted to avoid blogging!
But this morning, something broke and I finally had a good chat with the Lord. I'll try to articulate some of what I've been learning.
First, I must explain that our church is participating in a 35 day fast during this season of Lent to focus on the Holiness of God. Since I am 6 months pregnant, I decided not to do a food fast, but gave up something else I love: TV. During those precious naptime hours when I am tempted to watch a girly show or HGTV for that 1 hour window of afternoon time, instead, I have been trying to spend that time with the Lord, in prayer, Scripture, or a Christian book.
The first couple of weeks were great! I was on a spiritual high and having some rich prayer and reading times. But then, the loneliness, boredom and quietness set in. I got tired of picking up my Bible. I got tired of praying. I was ready to numb my mind and emotions and just veg out on the couch for an hour. It became uncomfortable.
I've been missing TV like crazy because I realize that it's my way of escape, a way to temporarily check out from this world. And now, I'm just faced with my sin in the quiet. So instead of continually running to God, I've found ways to replace my TV addiction with something else that will help me "check out."
A juicy issue of People magazine. A fun iPad app. Mommy blog surfing. All of these things I've turned to in hopes of numbing myself. When softly, gently, I hear God calling. Waiting. Standing at the door, knocking.
Only this morning, I finally turned to Him and apologized. I realized I had missed Him. I missed running to my One True Source of Strength. None of those other things help me deal with the painful emotions that well up inside me. None of them make me feel any better afterwards. But He is my source of strength and joy. In His Word, my soul is delighted.
The fast isn't over and I'm sure I will mess up and turn to other "idols" to comfort me. But He has gently reminded me that there is no one, nothing, that satisfies like He does.
From Psalm 23:
1 The LORD is my shepherd; I shall not want.
2 He makes me lie down in green pastures.
He leads me beside still waters.
3 He restores my soul.
But this morning, something broke and I finally had a good chat with the Lord. I'll try to articulate some of what I've been learning.
First, I must explain that our church is participating in a 35 day fast during this season of Lent to focus on the Holiness of God. Since I am 6 months pregnant, I decided not to do a food fast, but gave up something else I love: TV. During those precious naptime hours when I am tempted to watch a girly show or HGTV for that 1 hour window of afternoon time, instead, I have been trying to spend that time with the Lord, in prayer, Scripture, or a Christian book.
The first couple of weeks were great! I was on a spiritual high and having some rich prayer and reading times. But then, the loneliness, boredom and quietness set in. I got tired of picking up my Bible. I got tired of praying. I was ready to numb my mind and emotions and just veg out on the couch for an hour. It became uncomfortable.
I've been missing TV like crazy because I realize that it's my way of escape, a way to temporarily check out from this world. And now, I'm just faced with my sin in the quiet. So instead of continually running to God, I've found ways to replace my TV addiction with something else that will help me "check out."
A juicy issue of People magazine. A fun iPad app. Mommy blog surfing. All of these things I've turned to in hopes of numbing myself. When softly, gently, I hear God calling. Waiting. Standing at the door, knocking.
Only this morning, I finally turned to Him and apologized. I realized I had missed Him. I missed running to my One True Source of Strength. None of those other things help me deal with the painful emotions that well up inside me. None of them make me feel any better afterwards. But He is my source of strength and joy. In His Word, my soul is delighted.
The fast isn't over and I'm sure I will mess up and turn to other "idols" to comfort me. But He has gently reminded me that there is no one, nothing, that satisfies like He does.
From Psalm 23:
1 The LORD is my shepherd; I shall not want.
2 He makes me lie down in green pastures.
He leads me beside still waters.
3 He restores my soul.
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