“Don’t be afraid.” Easier said than done, am I right?
You know, there are a lot of commands in the Bible that I can easily get on board with – a lot of straightforward, easy to understand commands. No, they aren’t all easy to follow of course, but a lot of them seem pretty black and white, right and wrong, do this and don’t do that. And I can see value in them all, even though I fall short of each one, often.
But when the Bible commands Christians not to be afraid, it throws me off because it isn’t just a suggestion or a good idea. It’s not just a friendly phrase to throw around in the midst of trials or to encourage loved ones with. It’s a command.
I see you.
You, the exhausted, worn out and weary soul, tired of chasing grace, yet refusing to accept it.
I see you.
You, who are fully aware you aren’t living in the freedom Jesus promised, yet paralyzed by desperate, failed attempts to taste His sweetly promised peace.
I see you.
You who’s been beaten down by shame and who’s given the reins to the enemy to attack you with his accusations. You – trapped in an exhausting cycle, a victim of the less-than-perfect, never able to meet the demands of perfection, yet refusing to ever accept the reality that we are surrounded by an imperfect everything.
Yeah, I see you. And in every way, I’ve been you.
you know when I love that idea? That idea of God making beauty from my
love it when I’m in the beautiful moments of life. When I’m sitting with my
Bible open in the early hours of the morning, sun shining through my apartment
window, warm coffee in hand, praise music on, and prayers of gratitude pouring
from my lips. When I’m sitting by still waters and God’s peace has captured my
heart for an hour or two and all I feel is still. When I’m laughing with my
husband, caught up in the realization of just how lovely it is to be
vulnerable, known, and unconditionally loved by another human being, despite
the sin that courses through both of us. I love that idea when work is going
well and loving my co-workers is easy and when I see them, I see God and his
heart for them. When I’m in a season where the Lord has put all the pieces together
and I am so aware of how perfect his plans truly are. When I’m sitting at a
coffee shop, words pouring from my heart, and the Holy Spirit is speaking life
right into my soul.
those moments, I love the idea of God making beauty from my brokenness. Because
it is so nice to sit in that beautiful place of reflection, thinking of all the
ways God acted on my behalf to bring me where I am – to a place of being more
free and walking in more victory than I used to.
know when I don’t love this idea?