I have long known the bit about God using the broken beautifully. I have lived it. But in my case, it was my choice to be broken. How so? God wanted me because my Grandmas and Aunts were praying for Him to want me and I was proud and rebellious. I would not humble my heart to God with any of His many gentle nudges. So I had to be broken to have a chance to be humbled. God loved me enough and answered their prayers enough to break me to save my soul. I am excessively thankful and God can break me anytime I need it. I choose to stay humble, though, because I see it’s value. I realize you cannot have a relationship with God puffed up with pride. If broken gets you humble, be thankful for the broken. If broken does not lead to humble, it is wasted and may need to be repeated. Accept the lesson for it means you are loved enough to endure some temporary earthly pain to gain eternal glory. Someone is praying for God to draw close to you. Be thankful. Choose truly humble of heart to draw close to God who can make everything better inside- peace and joy and all.😄❤
Generally, it takes an injury to get me to take a break and rest. It is just how I am cut. I am a worker, I enjoy it, love it and it is healthy and gets things done. I would rather do something than sit around, every time.
So, not being a kid anymore, here I am with a right shoulder ligament tear. Yippee. And thr pain is big when I do pretty much anything. So, God wants me to rest again. I have to get better and finding a balance so it doesn’t take such extremes to get me to slow down a bit.
And resting is important. In fact, just as too much rest makes you lazy, too much works causes pain. We are to do both. Rest in the Lord. Work for the Lord. Still working n on how to do that, but I think they key is to honor the Lord in anything you do and rest is a part of taking care of the body He gave me, just as much as working is. 😄❤
There is something special about just laying all your random things that come up that can get to you down into God’s more than capable hands and just letting go of them. I visualize myself placing them into His enormous hands and stepping back with a lifted step and grateful heart. That is such a beautiful moment. Yesterday at the pool, I met a nice lady who said she worries and I told her she didn’t have to and she looked at me as if it never occurred to her. Carrying burdens is a choice. We can lay every burden or load down in God’s hands and that leaves us free to worship and love and work free. How peaceful and joyous and beautiful is that! What a mighty and loving God we serve.❤
The Lord granted me rest today when I needed it. The baby was not able to come over today after PE, as the car seat was “accidentally” not left for him. This was unexpected and granted me rest. I could spend time with my kids and husband, teach school, catch up on laundry, do the dishes, prepare for band practice, etc. It was wonderful, as this week is the busiest week of our lives so far this year. Crazy busy and I was feeling overwhelmed and a bit guilty for being behind in my care of my family. So God gives me this gift of time. It was amazing, and the whole time I was at perfect peace and joy. Wow! What a gift! God is so very good!😄❤❤❤