This season is definitely a refinery for my faith, and I can tell you one thing, it is anything but comfortable.
Like seriously, even my girdle hasn’t had to work this much.
Gwash…I really hope you caught that🤦🏽♀️. If not it may be best if I just…you know what, please go right ahead and just pardon my attempt at humor. I completely understand if that didn’t even so much as elicit a chuckle. I myself giggled a little, but more in embarrassment at my 5 seconds of comedic fail. Also because the girdle has in fact been overworked. I did feel a pat on my back though, must’a been the Holy Spirit 💁🏽♀️, so that’s a win 🤓
I heard this quotable over the weekend, hard times reveal your idols. It is possible that mine is comfort, or is it laziness? I have never really been one for too much excitement. I will fly in a plane, but not once has it ever crossed my mind to jump off one. While friends merrily indulge in what I consider death defying rides like the drop zone, well I am perfectly satisfied twirling in the tea cups with the little munchkins. My interest for delirious heart thumping is nil. I can proudly say that I am the very opposite of an adrenaline junkie. I am typing this, and thinking wow Mel you are quite boring. So maybe the hard things I am working through right now is God’s way of spicing things up, whipping me into shape at the very edge of…actually more like way outside the earmarked lines of my comfort zone, challenging me to not be all talk and no faith; to grow my faith by swinging at Goliath.
Two songs have been on repeat, The Blessing by Elevation Worship, Kari Jobe and Cody Carnes, and Refiner by Maverick City Music. There are others like I just love you, by Upperroom and Fighting for us by Anthony Evans. If I may, I would like to take this moment to brag a little, because in this season of my life, one that has stretched the last 2-ish years, my christian music collection is all sorts of LIT. A very long way from the struggle compilation it once was.
Here is whats beautiful about this. When I am pressed and all out of words, it has been a blessing to just sit, and allow the faith-filled words of others dance around me, encouraging me, softening my heart and strengthening me (to thrive) in the push.
I am sitting in my office right now, social distancing from my co-workers, looking out the window and watching snow fall. Yes, in March, the tail end of March, snow falls in beautiful Canada. It’s entirely maddening!. But I’ve got my music for juice, and the words currently blasting in my ears are, I am safe in your shadow God, I am safe where you are Jesus, and I will live my life in your love…VoxMusic, shadow.
What am I saying? Honestly up until this very point, I had no clue. But here is it…faith (for me) right here, and right now looks like one thing, joy. This scripture is imprinted in my heart, weeping may stay for the night, but joy comes in the morning |Psalm 30:5|. So every morning, for the past week and a bit, I have made it a point to acknowledge God with a good morning. Yesterday, these words in the song, The Blessing rang true for me, in the weeping and rejoicing, He is for you, He is for you.
Corona got us physically distanced, but we are never alone.
Also, faith comes by hearing, and that’s not confined to just sermons. So blast dem Christian jams until you are gracefully breathless, and joyfully in awe of God!
When I was searching for a photo for this post, I came across joy in different faces. From little children, so seniors to nuns, and I caught myself smiling. Joy is contagious!
Oh, and this too shall pass.