“over here.”
God says that to me a lot. It seems that no matter how good I think I am at hearing his voice, it always comes at me from a direction I don’t expect.
“over here. Come where I am.”
Why is that such a hard command to follow? It depends on the where.The “over here” is often a place that I really don’t want to go, a place that I’ve been hurt in. Sometimes God leads me “in green pastures/besides still waters” but He may decide to to “walk through the Valley of the Shadow of Death”. The former sounds like an early Monet, the latter like the where those “scream” faces might hang out.
Why would God ever take me where I didn’t want to go? Into the epicenter of all my fears and brokenness and anxiety?
“over here. Come where I am.”
No! I cannot move! When he calls me, I am never more aware of how incapable I am of following him. I am never more aware of the fact that only his power within me can melt my concrete heart, and move me. Only with my eyes locked on my savior can I move forward. Forgetting my past wounds, my present fear and doubt, and how stone-cold I am, I ask him to help me move. And then, I walk-even into the Valley of the Shadow of Death–to the One who brings me life.
I love your writing, Lindsey! You are so real and so honest with yourself…and you have such a great
relationship with God. Where ever God wants to
take you, you can trust Him. He is the lover of your soul and you are the apple of His eye. He loves us all with an everlasting love. Praise the Lord!