They’ve been singing this song in Church.
You know how one line will just grab you sometimes?
Then another and another?
And the song grows in you, the message heard loud and clear.
But it started with such a gentle whisper.
God loves to speak in whispers – like with Elijah on the mountain.
And the whisper becomes louder inside of you than any earthquake or strong wind or fire could have been from the outside.
Elijah was afraid and ran for his life (1 Kings 19:3)
He’d just defeated 450 false prophets and lifted a severe drought from the land.
God used Elijah in mighty ways, then Elijah’s life was threatened by the queen, and Elijah just crashed.
Physically, emotionally, spiritually – his confidence was shattered and he saw only death as an option.
He asked God to take his life.
But God wanted to renew his life.
Doesn’t he always?
Isn’t there always another side of things – that we cannot see – hidden from us – and we have a choice to trust or fear.
Fight or flight.
This choice that comes with fear, worry, anxiety.
When I was younger it was easier to choose flight. I was always changing my mind, trying new things, seeking new experiences, running, running, running.
But for the past almost two decades I have been a wife and a mother. Not so easy to physically choose flight. But I often chose flight mentally.
That really messes with Simply Live-ing or seeing the possibilities in the moments of my days. Being fully present.
So the last few years it’s been a different choice…
Now it seems I usually choose to fight – with myself, with God, with my circumstances – I am my own worst enemy at times.
All I can see is fear – disguised as concern, or indecision, or perfectionism.
When I was younger it was terrible nightmares. Then the past few years it’s been insomnia. Always messing with my rest, my peace, my feelings of safety.
This verse helps so much… I claim it as a promise over and over….
In peace I will lie down and sleep, for you alone, Lord, make me dwell in safety. (Psalm 4:8)
And the last few days it’s been this song…
And the lines repeating over and over…
I’m no longer a slave to fear. I am a child of God. You split the sea so I could walk right through it. You drowned my fears in perfect love. You rescued me so I could stand and sing… I am a child of God.
Over and over…
This promise contained in a few simple words.
No longer… I am... telling me I am truly free of what was and truly free to grab hold of what is.
You split the sea… You drowned my fears… You rescued me… telling me it’s all Him – He will use His power to care for His child – that’s me 🙂
So I could stand and sing… telling me I can face what comes. He simply wants my love in return, my worship, me sharing God stories with whoever will listen, so they can know the same precious truths, and experience the same freedom in their own lives.
You unravel me with a melody. You surround me with a song.
I am unraveled.
In a very good way.
Can’t wait to see how He puts me back together.
How He puts my family back together.
After the biggest transition we’ve ever faced.
But I don’t want to choose flight.
I just want to listen.
To His whispers of love and freedom and hope and new life.
May they get louder and louder as time goes on.
Louder than any earthquake or strong wind or fire.
And may they spread farther than I’ll ever know.