I am home.
And old wounds are raw and exposed.
And I am child again, in this house, and my pride and my
egotism is injured by the thought.
And I am scared that the things that I am learning are going
to fade away because they aren’t new to me, I have known them a long time now.
This I know. I got on my knees today and said “Be still and
know that I am God.”
Over and over again.
So I could remember that I am not alone, that I belong to
one who is with me.
Who has promised to never leave me nor forsake me.
Who humbles me.
I lift my hands up.
Which may not be a lot, but it is something.
Prayer does something, as deep cries out to deep.
And peace that does indeed pass all understanding, stills
the anguish that I had gotten to you, the turbulence of the soul that can be
ignored.
I found Him in an unexpectedly deep way in a moment that I
was extra crushed by imperfect-ness.
God makes a covenant with David. David, in his love, comes
to God and says “I will build a house for you to dwell in.”
A mighty task. Admirable. Self sacrificing. Something that
people would look and say, see how much David loves the lord. See how much he
serves him.
But God comes to Nathan and tells him to tell David,
It is not you who will
build me a house to dwell in. For I have not lived in a house since the day I
brought up Israel but I have gone from tent to tent and from dwelling to
dwelling. In all the places where I have moved with all Israel, did I speak a
word to whom I commanded to shepherd my people, saying Why have you not built
me a house of cedar. Now therefore, thus shall you say to my servant David, I
took you from the pasture from following the sheep to be prince over my people
Israel and I have been with you wherever you have gone and have cut off all
your enemies from before you. And I will make for you a name, like the name of
the great ones of the earth.
So humbling and so loving. David, it almost seems that he says, I love your passion for me. I love your desire to serve me. I love how
you want to show the world my greatness. But remember, David, it is I who saved
you. I will show my greatness by the work that I do in your life. And greater
than this, it is I who will establish the throne of one our your offspring and
will confirm him in my house forever.
It is God who has pursued me. And loved me. And saved me,
through his son.
I’m sitting in my kitchen. I’m going to go to the Y with my
mom today. I’m going to go to campaigners tonight, where I am not a leader, I
am just a participant. Hopefully I can help making dinner and unloading the
dishwasher. I’m really praying my little brother will come to campaigners.
That’s today. Its not magnificent. Its not daring. Its not
Haiti or inner city. Its not saving lives or saving souls-but I am saved. I am
saved by a God who is humbling me the way that he humbled Jacob, who would not
stop running from him. He is humbling me the way he humbled David, as I so
often come to him and say, I’m going to preach to those who have never heard
lord. I’m going to be a counselor for you lord. I am going serve all day every
day for you Lord.
But he says, Krystal. It
was I who brought you up in a country and in a family where you got to go to a
church and begin to learn the scriptures. It was I who was faithful to you and
watching over you in middle school and high school when you pursued everything
but me. It was I who revealed myself to you and changed you forever that starry
night at Rockbridge. It was I who took you to Chrysalis so you could see my
love lavished upon you. It is I who chose to allow brokenness in your life
because I am healing you and I am using you to be present in that same
brokenness in the lives of others. It was I who sent you to Nicaragua so that
you could fall for a life on mission for me. It was I who sent you to be a
leader of 8 middle school girls so that you could see that the only thing worth
living for are girls falling in love with Jesus and being sealed for eternity
with us. It was I who sent you to NC State, stripped you of all that kept you
comfortable so that we could grow closer than ever before. It was I who chose
you for inner city ministry in Raleigh, and I who have sustained and equipped
you. I am the God of the girls that you so dearly love and I am with them when
you are not. You do not need to fix them, but to point them to me because I am their
Savior and their Redeemer and you are neither. It was I who sent you to Haiti,
I who chose the kids that would set your heart on fire for orphans, who again
stripped you of so much so that you could see me, know me, love me and worship
me. And it is I who brought you to Chesapeake, where I knew you would be
humbled beyond what you dreamed that you could bear, and made you a child
again, because darling you are my child. Do not be so resistant to being a
child. I know that you think that you are better than being anyone’s child. I
see how deeply you want to be a mother and how much you despise being a child.
I’m going to redeem that darling. Jesus Christ is my Son. I am to him a gather
and he is to me a son. Therefore, you are to me a daughter.
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