Breathing…

Okay… after a long "coffee" talk with a good friend, some much needed sleep, lots of prayer, and a batch of Happy Mail…I find myself breathing again. Thank goodness.  I am glad to be finding my way back to center. Wilna talked about the spirit of heaviness on her blog a few days ago.  I think that as believers we often struggle with strong emotions, like something is wrong with our faith because we can't handle whatever it is. And Wilna's post got me to thinking.  Sometimes I think God rests His hand heavily on our shoulders so that we are reminded to look up, and remember that He is in control. Sometimes I get so lost that I forget that there is One who has the answers. James 1:5 says  "But if any of you lacks wisdom, let him ask of God, who gives all generously and without reproach, and it will be given to him."  An amazing comfort, that. There is One who can carry our burdens when we cannot, and what's more, He's got the map to help us find our way home.

It is okay to struggle with what is going on within your life- David was famous for this in the Psalms. The point is, David cried out to God, verse after verse, page after page.  In the end he almost always concludes that God is bigger than the problem he is facing…and considering the depths that David walked through, what a comfort it is that this king always trusted in the King of Kings. If God helped David through the depths, and if this verse also is true  "Look at the birds of the
air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your
heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they?" (Matt. 6:26), then we have nothing to fear! What an amazing comfort this is to me. I hope it is to you as well.