It has been a month since I have written something, I suppose that I have just had a lack on inspiration. Or motivation. I have heard it both ways. But tonight, after a late-evening milkshake run because sometimes you just need a milkshake, I feel inspired to write what is on my heart and my mind. I am sure, in usually Charlotte fashion, this post will be all over the place and it might not make sense at all.
First, I want to talk about God's timing. I grew up hearing this phrase. You wait on "God's timing." And that is how I always viewed it, as waiting. But recently, I am finding that there is a lot more to God's timing than just waiting. Sometimes things happen in our life. Sometimes those things seem coincidental and we view them through worldly eyes and accept it. However, sometimes random things are actually not coincidental and it really is God's timing. I love that. I love that God works behind the scenes for us. I love how He plans and orchestrates our lives and gives us little blessings that we never knew we needed. God has been doing that a lot in my life recently. He has been giving me just what I need on His timing. I love it. It reminds me that I am not, even for one second, in control of my life. He is ultimately calling the shots.
Secondly, the last few weeks I have really been fixated on the roles that God plays in our lives. How do you view Him? Some people have this picture of Him being a judge, sitting high and lofty looking disapprovingly at the wrong in our lives. Some people see Him as a genie, a magical being who can grant wishes if we are a "good Christian" and we pray hard enough. Other people view Him as a friend, someone you could grab a coffee with and chat about whats going on in life.
I don't know how you view God. But I do know that the last few days, I have been fixated on the picture of God being my Father.
You know the song Good Father by Chris Tomlin? If you don't I think you should Google it. I cried the first time I heard that song. The idea of God being my Father is one that I grew up with, but it is always at the back of my mind. When I heard that song though, I just saw myself as this little girl, running into Daddy's arms and being held and snuggled with so much love. I love the picture this paints. I like to think of Him protecting me, like I am His most prized possession. I like to think of Him dancing around a room with me, like my dad used to do when I was little. And when I think about fathers, I think about discipline too. It is the role of a father to lead their children It was so beautiful. Our God is a Good Father. And He loves us unconditionally. It is actually a beautiful thing to think about.
Third, I am overwhelmed by Christ's peace. When I got home from Honduras, my entire body was pretty out of whack. This included my nervous system. I was anxious all the time, and I will admit that I still feel anxious a lot. But I love that even in those anxious moments, I feel God's peace. And when I need His peace, I just ask Him for it, and there it is, overwhelming me and consuming me. Our world is not a peaceful place. We live in a stressful, chaotic mess of a place. I love that God's perfect peace, His shalom, is able to overtake that stressful chaos in our lives.
And to close, I just want to tell you all how blessed I am. I just want to take a moment to praise the Lord. He has done wonderful things for me. He has healed me physically and emotionally. He has given me such joy and has placed people in my life who fill my heart with happiness. God is so good friends. And I hope that we are never once silent about how good he really is!
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