Tap, tap, tap. Is this thing on?
This poor blog has been neglected for so long that I imagine you’ve moved on to other writers who actually, you know, write. I don’t blame you. But it isn’t that I haven’t been writing. I just haven’t been blogging. I’ve been writing for a women’s event at our church…writing and writing and writing for it, actually.
But alas, it’s over now, and here I am.
I have so very much to say, which is not a surprise, but I still can’t quite get it all into words, which is. For now, let me say that God has shown Himself to me in some powerful and palpable ways. For a year now, I’ve battled fear and insecurity more than ever before…oh! I wish I had the words to tell you all about it! At the risk of sounding dramatic, I’ve felt completely oppressed. But by Christ’s grace and power, I wrote through the struggle for Real Life’s women’s event, and in the end, God somehow used the very things that oppressed me to set me free, and “to bear much fruit for His glory,” as John would say.
I feel as though I’ve been in a battle and come out on the other side, limping a little and nursing my wounds, but victorious.
Victorious, not because I accomplished anything, but because “God worked in me according to his good purpose.” Victorious, not by my own power, but by the “Christ who gives me strength.” Victorious for one reason alone: He is faithful.
He is so faithful.
I’ve found myself repeating that sentence over and over again lately, and it never fails to amaze or bring a tear. Actually, Sunday night, that sentence brought more than a tear. It brought a full-on ugly cry. At church, just after the “victorious” women’s event, we sang “Never Once,” and I was a puddle. A year’s worth of struggle melted into a heart full of praise.
Hear Matt Redman’s song below. I can’t quite put my whole story into words yet, but I can tell you the only three words that matter: You are faithful.