Wow! We are here! We made it! I am shouting it from the rooftops, let it ring as far as my voice can carry, “We made it!” How we have longed for this day! The year 2021. I want to…
Sometimes we find ourselves embroiled in things that seem beyond our ability to resolve. Like my pastor said on Sunday, “when our backs are against the wall, and it looks as if it is over!” Those times. Remember the agony of waiting for a change? Waiting for God to show up? Anticipating His moves but not being sure exactly how He’s going to do it? That is where I am today.
Now, eight months later, things are waking up again and I am grateful. I am grateful for the non-events that happened in the period. I call them non-events because they seem small, little, petty even; but deep in my heart I know, that they are important to laying the foundation of a new beginning which I am now stepping into. It is interesting how the foundation of a house is hidden, but without that foundation, the house could not stand. I think that is what has happened to me during this pandemic. My foundations were shaken and I spent the time rebuilding and repairing. I am glad I’m still here to continue the work!
? I recently came across the concept of lamentation. Lamenting to God and telling Him exactly how I feel, without holding back or mincing words. I understand that He can take it. He can take my lamentations without lashing out at me, because He is good.
He received the lamentations of David, of Jeremiah, of Ezekiel, of Abraham, even of Jesus in the Garden of Gethsemane. I am allowed to lament. It is healthy to do so.