I am His

“Sometimes, in order for growth, we need a storm. Not to break us down, but to build us up. We need a reason to cower in God’s arms, and listen to Him speak.”

Hard to believe that I wrote that.

It seems like wisdom beyond my age, even now, two years later.

But it leaves me wondering, why does it take the awful winds of a storm,

a break up,
the threat of moving,
losing a best friend,

for me to draw closer to God? Why did people have to spread rumors and lies about me for me to understand

TRUTH.

You see, months later, with the emotions settled and the hurt healed and the friendship restored do I finally see

that
He
was
wooing
me.

It took all of that to finally get my attention, for me to realize that

His opinion

is the only one that truly matters.

Isaiah 43:1-7 says this.

But now, this is what the Lord says—
   he who created you,
   he who formed you:
“Do not fear, for I have redeemed you;
    I have summoned you by name; you are mine.
When you pass through the waters,
   I will be with you;
and when you pass through the rivers,
   they will not sweep over you.
When you walk through the fire,
   you will not be burned;
   the flames will not set you ablaze.
 For I am theLord your God,
   the Holy One of Israel, your Savior;
…You are precious and honored in my sight,
   and … I love you…
Do not be afraid, for I am with you;…
everyone who is called by my name,
   whom I created for my glory,
   whom I formed and made.”
Those words were written to me. And the first time I read them,  I read them in Spanish. I was sitting in a little cafe studying scripture in preparation for my trip to Ecuador. I was His. I was claimed. And my world was rocked.
Why does it take walking through what feels like Hell to realize that you are held in Heaven’s hands? This, I will never understand. But in some twisted way, be forever grateful for.
I carry those words with me on a wooden bracelet I bought on the Equator.

 

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A constant reminder of to whom I belong, that I am claimed, and that no matter what,
even if there is a storm,
HE is my constant. I will not be burned, or swept away. Because he’s got me.
I truly do have a lot to be thankful for.
Sometimes, in order for growth, we need a storm. Not to break us down, but to build us up. We need a reason to cower in God’s arms, and listen to Him speak.

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