Life is such a tremendous journey. I have been overwhelmed the last couple of days with the way that God reaches out to us. I have gone through a particularly difficult couple weeks. For whatever reason, I have been challenged physically and emotionally. I found myself frustrated and just plain pooped.
I had gone to a retreat a couple months ago where God just really showed up. He revealed His love for me in such a tangible way. If you are sitting there at your computer today and you are doubting God's love, Don't. Just Don't. When I was at the retreat I found something that I had lost years ago. I had to go all the way to St. Louis to get it. My smile. I rediscovered it not because I won the lottery. Not because I got to meet Joyce Meyer personally, although I would love that, but because I sensed the overwhelming and indescribable love of Almighty God. He spoke to me in such a clear way that giving me my smile back was His job. Keeping it was mine. God gives us the victory but we have to choose to walk in it.
I was speaking to someone today about victories. It seems like we can have a victory and then loose it. For some reason it feels like when you loose it you end up farther back than when you started to journey to begin with. I can't quite figure out why that is. The only thing that I can figure is that the enemy is ticked off that you have made forward movement so his attacks increase. Maintaining victory is definitely a tough job that only God can give the strength to accomplish. Sometimes we have to walk in the victory even before we see its completion or feel like it is a win. It truly is all about faith. I have to choose to put on my dancin' shoes even when I feel like going to a pity party instead.
Today my son said a funny thing. My daughter was running around in her under ware, not uncommon in our house, and she ran and jumped in her brother's bed. He was quite unnerved by her actions and very sternly marched into his room. He pulled back the covers on his bed and said very sharply, "Put on your clothes. I can't see you like this." I feel like I have been running around in my spiritual under ware, forgetting what God tells us in Colossians 3:12, "Therefore, as God's chosen people, holy and dearly loved, clothe yourselves with compassion, kindness, humility, gentleness and patience...And over these virtues put on love, which binds them all together in perfect unity"(NIV). I've been cruising around in nothing. No fruit. No love. Then I wonder why I am so miserable. I need to put on my clothes because I know no one likes to "see me like this."
Psalms 105:3 says, "Glory in His holy name; let the hearts of those who seek the Lord rejoice." That word glory literally mean, "make into a fool, act madly, shine" (Strongs). There is one thing that I want to copy about my daughter's behavior today, I want to dance around in reckless abandonment to the God who died to give me joy. I want to be a fool for Him. Not because I feel like it, because I don't. Not because I have to, because I don't. Just because my God deserves the best I have to give Him. So come on and do a victory jig in your garments of praise and the battle that you find yourself in will seem far less overwhelming and really not a big deal in comparison to a big God.
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