Saturday, January 26, 2013

Take Back the Glory



Every day I see the bustle of people, hear the stress in their voices, and feel their fears. I guess you could call me a “feeler.”Are you that way? When you enter a room does it sometimes affect your mood? God created us to help one another, to be connected in ways beyond the physical. If you are a feeler like me, what you are feeling often is coming from other people and not you. And people are stressed out!
I was filling out papers in a doctor’s office the other day and I was shocked when I entered a big fat zero on a scale from 0 –10 for every question about my stress levels. Zero! No stress. It’s true. How did I get to this place? Well, I think it all stems down to understanding who I am; why I was created; Who I belong to; and how much I am loved. 
Psalm 106:20 says “They exchanged their Glory for an image of a bull, which eats grass.” The writer referred to the rebellion of the children of Israel who, forgetting all that God did for them and His goodness –turned to worship something other than the One who loved them. I think my former stress is somehow explained in this verse.
I was created to carry God’s Glory – but I exchanged that glory to focus on what I could see and feel – jobs, money, worry, fear, stress. I proudly used to say “If I don’t worry, who will?” I tried to carry the responsibility of the world on my shoulders. It was a lonely place. My scores in those days were 8 – 10 when I filled out forms. I was sick a lot. And I was stuck.
How did I get to zero? When I was at my lowest, God kindly reminded me of who I was and how much He loved me. It is the best love story. If you are in a place like I was, ask Him to help you. He showed me how to take back my glory. I’m not going to let it go again.

Sunday, January 20, 2013

My Beacon of Light


I remember those 12 mile drives home from my newspaper job in Kremmling, Colorado. The normally beautiful drive became terrifying when I drove through blinding blizzards, struggling to stay on the road and not sure where my Gore Pass turnoff was. As snow blasted my windshield and blew fiercely in front of my headlights, I knew that ahead there was "my beacon of light." I trusted that street lamp would be there for me to show me where to turn.

Today, my heart hurts. My brain feels damaged. I can barely breathe. I struggle to sleep or eat. This grief of losing my loved one is nearly unbearable. And yet, through it, I know whom I have believed. And yes, He is faithful.

He is my rock and still my joy. I would never have had this revelation had I not gone through this pain. God is indeed with me. Jesus holds my heart.

In my life I have known His favor, His promises, His healing. I have known His love. Yet in this time, all this has gone even deeper in me than I ever believed possible.

These past weeks have been another type of blinding blizzard. But in it I have recognized God to be my beacon of light - for He is showing me the way back to life and light and truth and hope.