Friday, October 25, 2013 (5:47 a.m.)
Most Dear and Holy God,
Thank You! Thank You for ALL the work
You are doing around here in and through us. The happy thing is I can
see Your hand in all this. The sad thing is superficially we have
gone from bad to so much worse.
Cupboards have been opened. Skeletons
are coming out of the closets. The mess. The shame. The secret. It's
out here all around me. And there's one aspect of myself that has
never felt freer.
Father, forgive me for wanting it all
to magically go away. For the very most part I don't want to have to
deal with any of it. But You are at work. Without a doubt.
Unequivocally. Decisions are being made. Work is being done. By You
first.
Talk with me this morning about the
shame I often feel for not being like everyone else. Or about the
fact that You truly did make me unusually unusual. I like that.
“Fearfully and wonderfully made”.
Mm. Reading all of Psalm 139 I am
comforted. Reminded that You are everywhere. Even (especially?) in
the midst of this mess. I can't run away from You. Why would I want
to?
Comments in The Life Recovery
Bible remind me that You are
not limited by time or space. “He works with us day and night to
strengthen and encourage us.” How glorious is that?
Now
the tears are forming. “The power of our dependencies is often
rooted in our low self-esteem.” (Gee, do You think?) I'm truly not
being flippant Father. The reality of Your love for each and every
one of us never ceases to amaze me.
“These
verses (139:13-18) reveal an exciting fact: each of us is an amazing
creature – wonderfully made!” Father I get hopeful about that
Truth every time I take long enough to consider its ramifications.
Words
here describe how low self-esteem was taught to us. Believing the
'not good enough' judgment of others can definitely lead us “into
any number of destructive methods for dealing with the pain.”
But
the Good News is... we don't have to stay there! We can choose to
focus on what Your Word says. “You made all the delicate, inner
parts of my body and knit them together in my mother's womb” (v.
13). YOU created
me! “Thank You for making me so wonderfully complex! It is amazing
to think about. Your workmanship is marvelous – and how well I know
it” (14).
You
are my Good News, Father. You are my hope. You keep speaking Your
Truth into me. I get to read more and more of Your Word and tears
start to fall again. Spending time with You, believing that I don't
have to stay stuck in old patterns, standing firmly on Your promises
to never leave nor forsake us (Hebrews 13:5) it's so much Father!
The
tears aren't stopping and now the nose is running. There's so much
hope to be found digging around in Your Word. The comment for Hebrews
13:1-6 says, “This section lists a series of practical commands for
faithfulness in service to others, in the marriage relationship, and
in attitudes toward possessions. This faithfulness is based on God's
empowerment and protection.”
You
are entirely in control Blessed Father. And Your Truth brings me
perfectly back to Psalm 139. The Serenity Prayer devotional for this
includes, “Saying we are God's 'workmanship' means that we are unique
and beautiful masterpieces – works of divine poetry. Beauty and
value are designed into our very fiber, by virtue of our Creator.”
I
can't doubt this without insulting You. Keep up Your incredibly good
and faithful work in me I pray. “One important step in our recovery
is to allow God to remove self-hatred, helping us to value ourself
for who we are. And this has been true since the time in our mother's
womb, long before we could do anything to earn it! As we begin to see
how unique and special we are – embraced and accepted by God
Himself – our strides toward recovery should grow faster and
longer.”
I
trust You Father. You have given me every reason throughout the years
to fully open my arms, heart, mind and soul to Your teachings. I
close our time here together asking in line with David's words to
You, “Search me, O God, and know my heart; test my thoughts. Point
out anything You find in me that makes You sad, and lead me along the
path of everlasting life” (Psalm 139:23-24).
Yes
Father. Search me, though this chaos, that I would truly come to see
myself as You do. Holy. Blameless (Ephesians 1:4). Remove from me
that which does not serve You well. I love You so very much Dearest
Father. Thank You for loving me first (1 John 4:19). Thank You. I
love You. Amen.
(817
words ~ 7:14 a.m.)