Jesus Is In The Boat!

The older I get, the more I know, that I know, that I know, ease is not synonymous with Christ is with us. Ease, or the absence of need, does not mean that God is pleased with you and you shall have no worries.

Life in the Lee Compound has started making me go hmm. You know, making me quirk and eyebrow and frown up my face. download-3I try to take it all in stride, knowing and trusting God will continue to provide but just the presence of these things that make me say hmm irritates my husband.  I encourage him in God’s word and remind him of God’s faithfulness to us through the years. When you are hurting and want something to go away like yesterday, those words don’t always hit home. But God knew how to reach His son.  He reminded me of Luke 8:22-25.

22 Now it happened, on a certain day, that He got into a boat with His disciples. And He said to them, “Let us cross over to the other side of the lake.” And they launched out. 23 But as they sailed He fell asleep. And a windstorm came down on the lake, and they were filling with water, and were in jeopardy. 24 And they came to Him and awoke Him, saying, “Master, Master, we are perishing!”

Then He arose and rebuked the wind and the raging of the water. And they ceased, and there was a calm. 25 But He said to them, “Where is your faith?”  And they were afraid, and marveled, saying to one another, “Who can this be? For He commands even the winds and water, and they obey Him!”  The winds and the waves beat against their boat. The disciples were in mortal jeopardy.  They had every right to be fearful but Jesus said,   “Where is your faith?” Jesus was in the boat! Asleep or awake, He was in the boat.  They were going to be alright!  Did it feel good? No. Were they scared? Umm-hmm. But God’s word didn’t change despite their fears.  Jesus is in the boat! That gave my husband comfort.  I hope it comforts you too.


Rest (part 2)

Sunday, December 2, the congregational scripture was Hebrews 4.  Verse 2 and the word ‘rest’ sunk into me like butter on hot bread.  As I meditated on those two things throughout the rest of the service (including the sermon) I received what God was telling me.  1. His words are true.  I am to continue to have faith (believe) what He said He would do continually (yes I know I used continue(ly) twice). 2. I am to rest.

I had been struggling two weeks prior to this.  I believed God was leading me to praise Him during my fast but that didn’t make sense to me so I did minimal praise with loads of entreating or, let me just be honest about it, begging.  It wasn’t until in my reading I came back across the Scripture that spoke of King Jehoshaphat and how he went to battle with Levites (Kohathites) leading, praising the Lord and how the Lord sent an ambush against their enemies (2 Chronicles 20: 20-22). It was then that I realized, 1. how simple it is to praise the Lord.  By simple I mean to praise the Lord does not have to be wordy or be accompanied with acrobatics.  2. Praise is important to the success of the battle. It’s just as important, even more so maybe, than the request itself.

Once I read that, I began praising, solely praising, on purpose throughout the day even after the fast concluded for the day.  That is not to say that I did not pray after the fast when I was begging because I did but this time, while praising, it was more fervent in heart even though my praises were just as it is written in 2 Chronicles 20:21.

Before entering service the following Sunday, I asked God to allow me to hear Him for what He wanted to tell me and not me looking for the answer I wanted to hear.

It was the following Sunday, December 2, that I got my “answer” and was told to continue to believe and rest.

I practice belief because I don’t think about it because I know God’s got it.  It’s a forgone conclusion.  It’s as real as me taking my next breath.  I don’t think about it but I trust it’s coming.  I do rest.  I don’t stress or allow myself to think ‘what if’ thoughts, contingency plans, or the like.  I simply rest and it feels fantastic!

I put ‘answer’ in quotation marks because it wasn’t the answer I was looking for but it was what I needed.  I wanted all I was asking for but what I really wanted as assurance that God was/would still do for us.  And He answered that and then some.

So, looking back, I can say that God didn’t come when I wanted Him but He did show up on time.  He came when I was in the place to receive His words. If He had given me His answer back in November, I would have been angry and not satisfied.  I might have thrown a tantrum by way of excessive spending or made plans to abandon home, put Jazmine in daycare, and go out and make this money.  Those options would have most certainly put us on the wrong path and would have added who knows how much time to our current situation, not to mention the consequences and intangibles of time lost with family.  I wouldn’t have accepted anything less than what I wanted to hear or receive from the Lord.

I think I should have deeper words for this major point I am trying to express but I can’t seem to find them.  To conclude, I can only think to say, open your heart to Christ and receive His words for they are life to any and all situations you may find yourself in.