Be Mine.
Valentine's Day. You would think a girl would be completely distraught and devastated on Valentine's Day if she didn't have a boy to take her out, cook her dinner, woo her, or look at her lovingly. Yes, he crossed my mind, and I did think about last Valentine's Day because it was the best I had ever had. No one has ever been that genuine, thoughtful and loving with me. It's the first time a boy ever cooked me dinner. I was, am... I don't know... in love. I love him still.
Though, according to some, I should have been in bed all day, weeping, eating gallons of ice cream, reading old love letters, smelling roses I should have bought for myself... I didn't. I slept in, Jesus woke me up, and my face hit the floor. How could I sulk when I have the greatest Valentine ever! What more could I ask for!? Yesterday before I had to face the world He reminded me of all the Hope wrapped up in Him in Psalm 126.
A while ago, I knew God was going to bring a test. I failed miserably. This has been one of the greatest siftings of my life. My sovereign Father has allowed this agonizing process because I had something that needed sifting. I needed something radically extracted from my life. He knew what I didn't. He knew that by the deepest brokenness of my life that He'd forgive me, heal me, and crucify that self-destructive part of me. I read some old journals recently realizing that all of this was answered prayer also. I had been praying the same thing for years. I just didn't know what form the change was going to come in. It came in the form of brokenness. But my Valentine restores life, shattered dreams and broken hearts. Right now, I'm in between a "good time remembered and another good time hoped for." In this Psalm God had done something so undeserved for the Israelites they felt like it was just too good to be true. They were filled with joy and laughter. They had seen the wonders of God, and they wanted Him to do it again! All of my eggs are in His basket... Do it again! The next part of the Psalm is my favorite because He gives us a conditional promise... "Those who sow in tears will reap with shouts of joy." My Hope resides in Him. My joy comes from Him. He's the source of my laughter. Happiness will come and go, but my God remains.
He's constant.
I'm unmoved.
I have something to look forward to.
Forever.
Though, according to some, I should have been in bed all day, weeping, eating gallons of ice cream, reading old love letters, smelling roses I should have bought for myself... I didn't. I slept in, Jesus woke me up, and my face hit the floor. How could I sulk when I have the greatest Valentine ever! What more could I ask for!? Yesterday before I had to face the world He reminded me of all the Hope wrapped up in Him in Psalm 126.
A while ago, I knew God was going to bring a test. I failed miserably. This has been one of the greatest siftings of my life. My sovereign Father has allowed this agonizing process because I had something that needed sifting. I needed something radically extracted from my life. He knew what I didn't. He knew that by the deepest brokenness of my life that He'd forgive me, heal me, and crucify that self-destructive part of me. I read some old journals recently realizing that all of this was answered prayer also. I had been praying the same thing for years. I just didn't know what form the change was going to come in. It came in the form of brokenness. But my Valentine restores life, shattered dreams and broken hearts. Right now, I'm in between a "good time remembered and another good time hoped for." In this Psalm God had done something so undeserved for the Israelites they felt like it was just too good to be true. They were filled with joy and laughter. They had seen the wonders of God, and they wanted Him to do it again! All of my eggs are in His basket... Do it again! The next part of the Psalm is my favorite because He gives us a conditional promise... "Those who sow in tears will reap with shouts of joy." My Hope resides in Him. My joy comes from Him. He's the source of my laughter. Happiness will come and go, but my God remains.
He's constant.
I'm unmoved.
I have something to look forward to.
Forever.
posted by Holly at 11:48 PM
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