Dependent

We’re always dependent on Him, whether we acknowledge it or not. But at times we are more keenly aware of the depth of that dependence. This is one of those times. I don’t know what God is doing or is going to do in this situation. At the same time I am absolutely confident that He is in the midst of it. I feel like Moses standing at the edge of the Red Sea with the Egyptians closing in behind us. I ask God what to do and He says to turn my back on the oncoming disaster and to stretch my stick over the impassable waters before me. I feel utterly helpless but I have no other choice but to trust Him once again. So, I go forward. Trusting Him to lead, to guide, to speak. I was once asked if God has ever let me down, has He ever disappointed me. They assumed the answer would be no. But the truth is that there have been many times when He hasn’t done what I expected Him to do. And many things that I still don’t understand. But He remains my Hope and my source of Life. There is no other.

I have a friend who is facing death. She is afraid. She thinks she is being punished but doesn’t know what for. I pray for God to speak to her directly. I pray for a miraculous healing. She wants words of comfort and hope. What do I say? ‘For this is eternal life: to know the one and only true God and Jesus Christ whom He has sent.’ Those were the words of Jesus. I know He loves her no differently than He loves me, and His love for me is overwelming. I pray for her. I pray for me. Whether He he heals her and extends her life, or her time with us is short, may she know without a doubt the depth of His love for her. Lord help me to be what I need to be and say what I need to say. Not what I think I need to say, or what someone else thinks I need to say, but what You would have me say. I trust you Lord.

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