Corona Shamona, it seems the only thing around here that’s contagious is discontentment, moaning, complaining, and by around here I mean… in my bedroom, as I, Princess Terri the first, groan and grumble to, yip you guessed it, the creator of the universe.
Well, firstly, I should point out that my daddy, God, is not scared of a bit of noise. He has big shoulders and can handle a bit of complaining, and he still loves me. So that’s cool. He knows my heart anyway, and I guess if I’m not coming to him only with complaint after complaint and not forgetting to thank him for my many blessings, we are going to be ok.
With the church now deployed, I love the increase of all things Godly and biblical on social media. I’ve been following a few daily devotionals which ordinarily I would never get to experience. I get to do a little bit of church surfing which is awesome and has blessed me greatly, as well as all the extras my own church has arranged. So with all this, you would wonder, why oh why is Minnie moaning?
Well, it’s tough being home alone with kids all day, every day. Yes, I know there will be some that say you should be grateful to have kids, and I am, believe me, it’s the best job in the world, but even with the attitude of gratitude it’s still a tough task.
I’m also grateful for the food in the cupboard, but get fed up cooking preparing and clearing up after three meals a day.
I’m also thankful for good health, but find myself feeling very lazy…
So with all these extras from the body of Christ, a verse I’ve noticed that keeps coming up over and over is Isaiah 40:31.
“but they who wait for the Lord shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings like eagles; they shall run and not be weary; they shall walk and not faint.”
Isaiah 40:31 ESV
So here I am in my bedroom, have a good old rattle about not having the strength and energy that has been promised to me, and not being able to soar high above all this confusion and doubt and blah blah.
Suddenly, a memory of the three-legged race from primary school flashes up in my mind. Clearly I recall my friend’s and my legs being bound together with a skipping rope. With our arms around each other’s shoulder, we would chant left foot, right foot, left foot, right foot. It was vital to be successful in the race that we both set off on the same foot and coordinated each step with each other, or we would trip and fall. If this happened, our skipping rope would loosen and one of us could break free. (Not me in the picture, I was much more tomboyish)
Isn’t God just amazing, how he has spoken through a thirty year old memory?
I believe what God is saying to me is, Terri we are stronger together; when you start out on the same foot as me every day you are going to win the race, you are going to be stronger, you will not grow weary because you are not alone.
Wait on the Lord is the key in this verse. Although all this stuff online is excellent and I’m enjoying it all so much, can I encourage you all, don’t allow a few social media posts to be the only interaction with God every day. He wants a personal relationship with us, he yes, of course, will use other people and a variety of ways to speak to you. Still, I believe God wants us to wait, wait on him allow him to lift you up, to renew your mind, he wants us to talk with him. Spend time with him, listen to him, rest in him, be strengthened in him.
My biggest downfall during this lockdown is feeling too busy for God. I’m tired, and I’m weary, and I didn’t want to put effort into waiting on the Lord, and I would get my daily fix from what he had to say to someone else.
But I’m still tired and weary, and this scripture has promised me if I wait on the Lord I will be strengthened
Can I encourage you all, alongside myself, to be disciplined in setting out on the same footing as God each morning by making him a priority and waiting on him each and every morning… even if that means setting your alarm an hour before the kids get up or your spouse, or whatever other thing distracts you in the morning?