i have had this blog post brewing for about a week.
i struggle with blogging genuinely
and getting all deep because it makes you vulnerable
and seriously, who likes being vulnerable?
i surely don't.
it's like being emotionally naked.
and, to me, no naked is good naked.
but i've been feeling so many things about
a scripture i read last tuesday and i just have to share.
maybe someone else needs this too.
last tuesday my devotion took me to psalms 51.
psalms 51 is one i have read loads of times.
it is probably most recognized by verse 10:
"create in me a pure heart, o God and
renew a steadfast spirit within me."
but, as i read psalms 51 that morning,
verse 8 overwhelmed me.
"let me hear joy and gladness; let the bones
you have crushed rejoice."
i read it over and over and over again.
i knew immediately it was for me.
how powerful are those words,
"let the bones you have crushed rejoice."
you see God loves us so very much.
he loves us infinitely
more than we could ever fathom.
because he loves us,
he must discipline us.
he must mold us.
he must allow both the good and the bad
to happen in our lives.
that means breaking a few bones.
not always literally.
because, if that were the case,
the church would be filled with people in casts.
he breaks us.
he breaks down
and i am the kind of person,
that when i become broken,
when things become broken,
and i feel he has allowed it,
i get angry.
i get bitter.
i build up walls.
i pull away.
i ask why.
now i know all of you super holy people
out there are beyond all those emotions.
but, for the rest of us,
it is a hard place to be in.
god has been breaking me.
breaking my life.
i do not at all mean that in a
depressed, negative way.
things are just shifting.
he is showing me what's really in me.
he is dealing with things
that have gone untouched for a while.
he is trying to mold me.
he is trying to bring me to the next level.
and this, verse 8 is what i need the most help with.
i need to recognize that my father in heaven
has my back.
has my best interest at heart.
only wants the best for me.
and has plans for myself and my family
far beyond what i could ever imagine
or create myself.
i need to let the
breaking of the bones happen.
and then i need to rejoice.
i need to trust him enough to feel joy
in those situations.
joy because he loves me enough to change me.
to break me.
joy because he is making me the best
version of myself in order to be used by him.
joy because if i really was in control,
i'd screw it up. so bad.
and i'd miss all the amazing things
that are a part of his plan.
i thought i was in the season of breaking.
right after i had the baby.
i thought the sickness
and then the two procedures
while still recovering from the section
and trying to care for and feed
my new baby were the tests
of my faith.
and i'm not gonna lie,
in my eyes,
i handled those like a champ.
i cried twice in the midst of it all.
(like that's some kind of measure. ha.)
and i didn't complain. (much)
and i rejoiced.
and i did way way way better
than i normally do in overwhelming
and then the devil thought.
okay that didn't work like i had planned.
and things began to shift.
the breaking really started.
and once again,
it showed that there is still
so much more work to be done
in this heart of mine.
i'm learning what this heart is really made of.
and boy, does it ever need some jesus.
and verse 8.
that's the work that needs doing.
when the bones start breaking,
i need to rejoice.
we got hit with a health scare
a syndrome was thrown out there
and we were referred to a couple
and the doubt hit.
and the worry hit.
and the anger hit.
i became a stay at home mom
who isn't succeeding
(in my eyes)
as well as i thought i would
and the frustration hit.
and the stress hit.
and the anger hit.
and life threw out some other
random things, as it does.
and god allowed them,
as he should.
(he's in charge for a reason, isn't he.)
and i reacted very much
not like verse 8 instructs us to.
but god knows what needs changing,
so he directed me to that verse
in my devotion and i have been
thinking about it all week.
and i want to do better.
i want to be like my mom.
when something happens
that is bigger than her.
when the breaking starts.
the first thing
she always says,
"all is well."
she's got verse 8 down.
i want to teach my baby girl
that when the breaking starts,
we have to praise him.
because he's got it.
we have to trust the breaking
and know that it is happening
to show us what we are made of.
to mold us into who he has created us to be.
and, most of all, to break it down
so he can build it back up
for his glory.
so i put that part of the verse
on my lightbox
and it is where i will see it everyday.
and i am determined to work on it.
i'm sure it will take a while.
i've been told i'm a bit stubborn.
but i will do my best