How do you worship in rest?
Especially in an "open 24/7" culture.
And with three kids and work and duty....
This week has been spent planning and buying and cooking for Charis' 4th birthday.
A sweet celebration of her life and some fun community merriment.
This is so Silas...
As I kneeled to get the cake out of the oven I am reminded of my recent "thorn in the flesh."
My mortal body aching with over use.
By Friday my fists were clinched so tight at God I couldn't concentrate on much at all.
Wasn't it I who spoke the words, "Hold loosely to the things of this world" to those girls who were hungry for truth just a few weeks ago?
Wasn't it I who walked into freedom by the mighty power and favor of God last year?
Wasn't it I who loved to worshiped and thank the Lord with movement and exercise?
So when did it become something I couldn't let go of?
When did I start saying no to God telling me to rest?
When did I stop trusting his Heart toward my good?
When did I think I knew better than The One who made this body?
When have His commands ever made logically sense in the eyes of the world?
Hasn't the walk with HIM proven I must listen closely, knee and ear bent?
So it came to this....
rest and be healed
Faithfully He spoke words that bring life and peace.
Straight out of Joshua as I was reading through the Bible.
And still I held on, refusing to trust.
Till the words came from my own mouth to a trusted friend, "I can't let it go."
"That's the thing about idols," he said, "they can be good things. It's when we trust them before God that they become dangerous."
I feared. I tried desperately to control the situation.
Then the tears come at acknowledging truth, I had told God no. He said rest, I said no thank you. (I WAS polite, but I still said no)
Isn't it I who pray that my kids would never tell God no?
So on bended knee with the tears falling, repentance comes.
And the trials of this life become blessings in disguise.
I want to trust, I really do. I want to always say yes to Him the first time.
But I am being sanctified, and I still live on the mortal side of eternity, I still mess up.
1 And God spoke all these words:
2 “I am the LORD your God, who brought you out of Egypt,
out of the land of slavery.
3 “You shall have no other gods before[a] me.
4 “You shall not make for yourself an image in the form of anything in heaven above or on the earth beneath or in the waters below. 5 You shall not bow down to them or worship them; for I, the LORD your God, am a jealous God
The tears still come easily and each day I try to sit in faith, trusting God and doctors in resting.
worshiping sitting down (for now),