It’s been a difficult start to the week. Attacks coming from all directions, both spiritual and physical. This morning I went for a walk, along the beach, at the crack of dawn. As the sand crushed beneath each step I thought of infinite number of grains – is this what God’s love is like? My eyes shifted to the waves crashing upon the shore, constant, without end – is this what God’s love is like?
I pondered these thoughts as I tried to wrap my head around the magnitude of God’s love, oh how I am in need of this love. I kept walking. I began to pray. I prayed over my family and friends, I prayed over my work and everything that was on my heart. I prayed for courage so that when I came face to face with those who’ve hurt me deeply, I would have the strength to bestow upon them God’s grace and forgiveness. I committed to God all the negativity and pain that I stored within. I then prayed for a verse, one that I could hold onto; a verse that could replace the things I had given to God. As I closed my prayer my phone buzzed, it was my verse for the day…
“All things have been entrusted to me by my Father” – Luke 10:22
What did this mean? How does this verse comfort me? I pondered it for the remainder of my walk. I think God was trying to tell me that He has entrusted me with the trials I face. Perhaps now I needed to change my point of view. Instead of viewing these trials as a means of God testing my faith, I should view them as God trusting me to come to Him. After all, in 1 Peter 5:7 God tells us to cast all our anxieties onto Him because He cares for us.
In light of this I decided that I needed to trust God because He trusts me, He cares for me. I had committed the negativity and pain to God, it was now time to trust. Romans 8:28 reads; “God promises to make something good out of the storms that bring devastation to your life.”
Trusting God means that I need to have faith. Faith doesn’t mean that I am trusting God to stop the storm around me, it means that I am trusting Him to strengthen me as I continue walking. God brings beauty from the ashes, He will make my story beautiful.
Here I wait, in trust, through faith. Perhaps this is where He meets me.
– c x
where he meets me 