Thanks to our gracious Lord and your faithful prayers, I made it back home late Sunday evening after thirty-six hours of grueling travel. I celebrated a birthday on another continent and you would have thought it was a much higher marker by the way the travel affected me.
We weren’t meant to sit in a cramped chair for sixteen hours straight.
I am home now and even though my limbs will have worked out the stiffness in another day or so, the aching, cramping, discomfort of my heart will be a long time mending.
And I’m not really sure I want it to ever mend.
Because this verse keeps rolling in my mind, and how can I mend it all into a nice little five minute presentation and yet not forget?
“Only be careful, and watch yourselves closely so that you do not forget the things your eyes have seen or let them slip from your heart as long as you live. Teach them to your children and to their children after them.” Deuteronomy 4:9
The processing will be a long time in the making and I plan to wrestle it out here, and even there if you have a spare moment and a genuine interest in the working out of it all.
I’ll take us back through the last fifteen days and reveal the faithfulness of the Lord and hopefully uncover much more in the process. You are welcome to come along…
A few thoughts from a reading before this endeavor:
Because really, the question now is, what will you do with the pain? What will you do when your heart hurts, when it’s breaking? Will you try to shove the pain aside and pretend that everything is ok? Will you try to put patches and temporary fixes on the hurt? Or will you allow God to break your heart all the way through?
Because with change comes brokenness before rebuilding.
What will we do with the pain and the ugly and the broken? Will we embrace the things that God is doing and allow Him to remodel our hearts?
Finished with the running away. Turning and running straight into His arms and into action.