I hope there are still a few Far Above Rubies readers out there. I can’t speak for my co-authors, but I have personally been in a season of self-reflection and self-examination. For a variety of reasons I have simply had no words. I’ve been thinking and meditating about a lot of things, but I’ve had some trouble putting pen to paper, or rather, my fingers to the keyboard. Last night as I was trying to fall asleep, suddenly I had words. Lots of words. Unfortunately the words are a jumbled mess of randomness. I don’t know if you can make any sense of it, but I thought I’d share anyway. Maybe you can relate to some of it or maybe it will just help me focus my thoughts. So, here are some things that have been on my mind the past few months:
- Have you ever experienced rejection? It really doesn’t matter how or why you are rejected. The feelings are the same. I’m worthless. I’m no good. I’m invisible. I’m unwanted. I’m insignificant. Anyone ever feel that way? I certainly have. Well, I came across these verses in something I was reading this week. “You whom I took from the ends of the earth, and called from its farthest corners, saying to you, “You are my servant, I have chosen you and not cast you off”; fear not, for I am with you; be not dismayed, for I am your God; I will strengthen you, I will help you, I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.” Isaiah 41:9-10 I am NOT worthless. I am NOT unwanted. I AM CHOSEN!
- This year at my church, we have had a different theme each month. The theme for May is “Sharing My Story.” We’ve heard some great stories about dramatic life changes and amazing conversion experiences. I’ve never really thought about having a “story.” Mine is quite simple. I was “raised in the church.” I always knew about Jesus and I always believed in Him. I became a Christian at the age of 19. I don’t have a dramatic story. My day to day life didn’t change that much. I didn’t smoke, cuss, drink or have sex. You know, the “big” sins. I pretty much did what I was supposed to do. As I have matured spiritually, though, I know that the story really has nothing to do with what I did or didn’t do. The important part of the story is what He did for me. Jesus died on the cross, was buried and was resurrected on the third day for my sins just as much as he did it for those with the dramatic life changing stories. My life has changed because of that story. Maybe not as much as some, but I am definitely changed because of Him. That’s my story and I’m sticking to it.
- I’ve mentioned on this blog before that I am involved in a children’s outreach ministry. At this time of the year I become weary. We have one more week until we get a short break for the summer. I am exhausted. I am worn out. I am T.I.R.E.D. You get the point. I love these kids and their families. I love being with them and teaching them about Jesus. I did a gratitude journal with my young girls. I want to share that here sometime soon. They are so precious. They loved listing things they are thankful for. But, I need a break. I need to recharge and reenergize and restore my enthusiasm for this ministry. What makes you weary? How do you recharge?
- I have a great story to tell you about one of those women. You know the ones. I’m anxious to share this sweet lady with you. I’ve known her most of my life. Some of you know her. She has done great things for the Kingdom. Please come back and read about her.
We all need a season of quiet reflection, but we also need a season of sharing. I’d love to hear your random thoughts. Please share!!
