As I contemplate what my topic is for this morning, I deliberate between what I believe God is telling me personally vs what needs to be shared for the benefit of all of us. You see, my writing is not just for you, or me, it is for all of us. I can come back to a message years from now, and my heart will be filled to overflowing because it becomes an on time word for me.
Hence my constant request to you: write it down – whether you are called to share publicly or not, your written words will become stones of remembrances as you see how God has carried you through each season.
It’s in my writing things down over the years, that I can clearly see what the Lord had said.
Recently, I’ve been sharing about my home with a friend and I happened upon the note I had written shortly after moving in. As I shared it, I reread it, and was amazed. There was a detail that I had completely forgotten about in the testimony. And maybe, because I hadn’t known God’s voice at the time, I just passed it off as something I heard.
Upon rereading it this morning, it was a clear word from God at a time when I needed to be encouraged. The words were ‘the cattle on a thousand hills are mine’. I was in a season where God was telling me it was time to move, but I did not have all the funds necessary. As I stressed over how it would all come together, God spoke, clearly. And, almost to the day, 10 years later, is when I’m recognizing that God had given me an on time word.
Proverbs 30:5 states ‘Every word of God is flawless; He is a shield to those who take refuge in Him’
And then I think of a verse that has been heavy on my heart lately. The irony is it was given to me many years ago, but recently it’s been highlighted again – almost constantly.
Psalm 127:1 Unless the Lord builds the house, its builders labor in vain.
Years ago when I was first given this verse, I started to ask the Lord to make sure He was building the house, literally and figuratively. I had labored in vain in the past, trying to build things He had not asked or told me to build. After some frustrating seasons, I want Him to do the building. And sometimes, the way He chooses to build the thing may not make sense to me. I may have my ideas of how things should be built, but He gently chuckles and reminds me He’s the builder in chief.
And, just like this house that I’ve lived in for almost 10 years, I probably would not have chosen it (I didn’t choose it as an option to even look at online), but I know without a shadow of a doubt, that this was His idea, and, He has built it, with me in mind.
Dear Heavenly Father, I continue to be in awe of you. Thank you that you do things in ways that are higher than our thoughts, and when you do, they become more than we can think, ask or imagine. I am so grateful for how you have selected and built this home, just for me.