I am a soldier – a warrior – in the United States Army, but more important, I am a soldier – a warrior – in God’s Army. But I can’t fight a battle by myself. When I try to fight on my own, of my strength, I fail. Every time I will fail. However, when I give up my strength and take the hand of Jesus, He gives me His strength I am guaranteed to never fall. I may stumble now and again, but all I need to do is take His hand again and He pulls me back up into His arms. I gain His strength and He stays with me, because He promises to never leave me nor forsake me. Nothing I do could ever separate His love from me. I am safe when I with Him – safe to mess up, safe to forget, safe to come back and safe to be forgiven. He is always there, waiting with open arms and ready to take my hand again. It’s never Him that lets go. It’s always me who lets go when I think I can handle something on my own. When I inevitably fall, Jesus is still right there to catch me and pull me back up when I reach out for His hand. We walk together and He gives me His strength and the confidence I need to keep on driving on. I can be strong and courageous because of His hand in mine, leading me out of my sin and into my purpose and destiny.
As a follow-up to my previous post, I wanted to give an update on the house we were praying for, and many of you were praying with us about. We waited patiently all week to hear back from the homeowners, sometimes anxiously as we prayed and thought about what life in the house might be like. We were trying not to get our hopes up, but I think in some ways we did. When thinking about the future it’s hard not to get excited at all the possibilities you know await you.
Waiting is never fun. Waiting on a situation that feels absolutely perfect is even less fun. But do we really know what’s best for ourselves? Is it really going to be the best thing possible for us? We never know for sure, and the grass is always greener on the other side.
This is the situation my fiancé and I find ourselves in right now. We recently began the search for a house where we will build our lives together. Almost from the very beginning we spotted one that looks absolutely perfect. Just the right size for a young couple who wants to build a family down the road. The price was right, and the homeowners were willing to do a rent-to-own for the first year or so because of the unique situation of me being gone for Army work. We did all the right steps, sought counsel from our elders and felt a peace about the house.
“And I heard a voice from Heaven saying unto me, Write.” – Revelation 14:13a
The Lord is commanding me to write and constantly reminds me that I need to write the words that He places in me heart.
Don’t quit on yourself. Keep going. Your body wants to give up, but your mind is stronger. Your mind and your heart keep you going as you push on through the hurt and the pain. It’s going to hurt, but only for a little while. After it’s done, your muscles will recover and you will be stronger than you were before. It will be more than worth everything that you put into it.
Anyone who has ever worked out hard, or has participated in any kind of athletic race – no matter their fitness level – has been told and told themselves any or all of these things. Myself included. I am constantly reminding myself of what I’m working for when the hurt starts to come during a workout. A race is never against the other competitors. You are racing more against yourself – trying to push through the pain, going for a new PR, wanting that finish and experience.