Sunday, August 20, 2017

"He Needs To Be Our Rock" - 08/20/17 - Lamentations 1-3:36

"It's a Good Thing to Hope for Help from God. I'll never forget the trouble, the utter lostness, the taste of ashes, the poison I've swallowed. I remember it all - oh, how well I remember - the feeling of hitting the bottom.
 But there's one other thing I remember, and remembering,
I keep a grip on Hope:
 God's Loyal Love couldn't have run out,
His Merciful Love couldn't have... dried up. 
 They're created new every morning.
How great Your faithfulness! 
 I'm sticking with God (I say it over and over).
He's all I've got left. 
God proves to be good to the man who passionately waits, to the woman who diligently seeks. 
 It's a good thing to quietly Hope for help from God. 
 It's a good thing when you're young to stick it out through the hard times. 
 When life is heavy and hard to take, go off by yourself. 
Enter the silence. 
Bow in prayer.
Don't ask questions:
Wait for hope to appear. Don't run from trouble. Take it full-face.
The "worst" is never the worst. Why?
Because The Master won't ever walk out and fail to return. 
If He works severely, He also works tenderly.
His stockpiles of Loyal Love are immense. 
He takes no pleasure in making life hard,
in throwing roadblocks in the way"(3:19-33)

As far back as I can remember there were numerous times of just wanting to die.  But it was the vast, stark, aloneness that is most vivid. A black void within my being. The place of "nothingness".

There are days where I join battle with my ABBA, using each and every tool He has given me against the disease of Depression. 
I don't ever want to return to that place.
I don't want to forget either.
I don't ever want to take for granted where He has brought me from.
Where He helps me from returning to.

 He has brought me from the bottom of nothingness - to Him. He has filled me within, throughout, every bit of me. No longer do I feel the aloneness every moment, but there are times I feel the heaviness and hardness of life pressing in on me. The fingers of "nothingness" trying to grab hold of me and pull me down. 

He has taught me this is when I need to fall down on my knees before Him. My head in His Lap, His Word coming from within my heart and drowning out the lies of doubt, which are trying to pull me under the waters of life.

He has and is showing me, we must be stripped bare, down to nothing, to become all He has made "us" to be. He must dress "us" in His Truths, so when we look into His mirror, it is His Beloved we are seeing, not the destructive view of "self" or others.

He has taught me His Standards are what we need to desire to live our life by. His unconditional Love is what we need to sink our feet into, curling our toes up and gripping in hard. He is our Hope when all feels hopeless. He will transform our life, our whole being, into His Treasure.  If we choose to let Him.

He needs to be our Rock. our bestest friend. our Love.

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