I've
always been drawn to encouraging wives and mothers. I learned the hard way husbands
and children don't come with a set of directions. Too often women find
themselves operating in crisis mode. I
found myself in those crisis modes many times in my life. As a terrified child running from abuse I
would crawl into my imaginary cave and close the opening to where I could see
out but no one could see me. Even as a grown woman my natural instinct is to
hide. It's just plain safer in my
imaginary cave because I'm not alone.
Jesus was always there with me.
Eventually one learns that there's nothing better than a few crisis in
one's life to strengthen the soul. Then
one day, I think it happens to everyone in some form, calamity hits your life
and no amount of previous experience or coping mechanism will suffice. You need Jesus and no one else will do.
Life has road signs:
warning signs, regulatory signs, guide and information signs, temporary traffic
control signs, school signs, railroad signs and emergency signs. I even came across a sign that said, "no
traffic signs". Oh that has to be
the worst. How are we suppose to know
what to do or where to go? That is just
where I feel called to encourage and share..... not what my life experiences
have taught me but what I learned when I gave the pain to Jesus. Is that the 'gift of reciprocity'?
A pearl to string:
When you feel all alone in the midst of a crisis and no one is coming to rescue
you that's where any individual can find the Lord. When your whining and complaining end. When
your screams and curses dry up. When you run out of tears. When the silence is deafening. That's when
you can hear that faint knock, knock, knocking at the door of your heart.
Anytime you come to the end of yourself.
His smiling face and open arms welcome you.
"Behold, I stand at the door and knock. If anyone
hears my voice and opens the door, I will come in to him and eat with him, and
he with me". (Revelation 3: 20) Jesus
replied, "If anyone loves me, he will obey my teaching. My Father will
love him, and we will come to him and make our home with him. (John 14: 23)
Oh how He loves you and me
Lyndi
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