This summer has been an amazing time. The time with the kids, with Jason, and with friends has been such a blessing. I am so thankful for the slower pace and time to just BE.
And yet, those things aren't even the tip of the goodness of this summer. These past few months have been a filling of my soul so deep. I can't even really explain it. God has just reached down deep into my heart and has shown His love and faithfulness in an amazing way. There have been questions in my soul that have lingered for years. And He has chosen now to answer them. There have been longings for as long as I can remember that have been so deep and yet had no words. He has now put words to them and shown me a small glimpse of the path ahead. There have been yearnings for things that I knew were good and yet God had continually been saying, "No" (or better, "not yet") to. But this summer He has said, "This is the time."
I am not trying to be secretive or elusive. Some of it really can't be explained...things happening at such deep levels in my heart and soul. But, I can say that the first tiny little seeds of this new watered place in my heart are starting to shoot up, and I will be sharing about those soon.
I guess this is all just to say that God is good. I am not saying His gifts are good (though they are). Rather, HE is good. His character, His wisdom, His faithfulness, His patience. Faith is being able to believe when all signs point otherwise. I haven't always been able to believe in God's good character. Since I was a teenager, I have been on a roller coaster ride of belief. Not belief in God, but belief in God's love for me. When signs point otherwise, I tend to believe them. However, since I was 19 I have chosen that no matter what life looked like on the outside, no matter how fierce the storms, I was going to hold on. Attempts have been made to shake me loose from my grip on God. Satan, my own sin, life's natural ebbs and flows, and the critical judgements of others have all tried to pry my fingers from the faith I claimed. At times, they looked like they might succeed.
And yet here I am at age 34, hearing in my heart and soul, "I allowed all of that for this." I am not sure what all of "this" is, but the little pieces He has shown me make me smile from ear to ear and pray with as much fervency as I can muster, "God, don't you DARE walk away or I will drown." Right where He wants me...trusting Him as I stand on the water knowing that there is no way I can do it on my own. My eyes are on Him and I will carefully begin to walk.
You can't walk on water until you let go of the shore.