Make your light shine through me ❤️ that was in my devo this morning.
I’m so tired because of ~~fill in the blank~~ !
God, You’ve got to do this helpingthedisenfranchisedoftheworld business for me. I feel so distracted and beleaguered by my STUFF!!!
Jesus. PapaGod. Holy Spirit.
Help me. Help us. Give us power from on high. Like Jesus said.
Don’t let me fail You. (Sorry God. That was kind of Fruedian. See what I mean?)
What is going ON here, God? I feel like I’m in prison! The prison of consequences. The prison of my wacked feelings. Depression. Anxiety. Freakedoutness.
deep shaky breath.
I trust You.
You ARE doing the thing already. You know perfectly well that I am a shut in. Or a divorcee. It disabled. Or addicted. Or in therapy. Or mentally ill. Or a disabled vet. You are the One Who gave the devil permission to mess with me and my family, after all. Like in Job.
One of the parts of my illnesses–that I am getting better and better at fighting—
is wanting to take my own life—
*Wanting the pain to stop.
*Wanting to quit this long distance life-race.
*Wanting to decide__God-like__that I have suffered “enough” and I am going to kill myself.
*Wanting to take my life into my own hands
People don’t talk about thisenough__and that’s flat.
Part of the healing in group therapy is talking and listening, right? Finding out that your feelings are normal. I mean, right?
next time someone tells me “I just want to kill myself”…
I’m going to say, without batting an eyelid,
I’m sorry. I hate it when I feel like that.Then just sit there and be at peace with them. And maybe go for an 🍨.
A living hope enables us to have both sorrow and joy. Our living hope is an inheritance achieved for us by Christ.
The book of Habakkuk concludes with his prayer, “The Sovereign Lord is my strength; he makes my feet like the feet of a deer, he enables me to tread on the heights” (Habakkuk 3:19 NIV).
When you consider what this prophet knew he was already facing, his sheer hope is stunning. “Even though the fig tree doesn’t bud and there are no animals in the barn, yet the Lord is in his holy temple.
Even though it’s going to get worse before it gets better,
(autoimmune economy pandemic, divorce, whatever)
be still all the earth before him.
The righteous will live by faith. God’s word will be true. I will find my strength and my hope in the Lord my God, and he will take me to new heights.”
Habakkuk wrestled with questions, embraced reality, trusted anyways, and found his hope in God. If you take nothing else away from this Bible Plan, I hope you’ll remember what Habakkuk’s name means: To wrestle. And to embrace. —Craig Groeschel you version devo today