BLOGWORDS – Sunday 2 April 2023 – BOOK LAUNCH EVENT – FRONT PORCH FELLOWSHIP – DESIRE of MY HEART

BLOGWORDS – Sunday 2 April 2023 – BOOK LAUNCH EVENT – FRONT PORCH FELLOWSHIP – DESIRE of MY HEARTBOOK LAUNCH EVENT – FRONT PORCH FELLOWSHIP – DESIRE of MY HEART

Originally posted in July of 2017, this post is so fitting for such a time as this… (See my post this past Friday, The Purge.)

https://robinsnest212.wordpress.com/2017/07/02/blogwords-sunday-2-july-2017-front-porch-fellowship-desire-of-my-heart/

https://robinsnest212.wordpress.com/2023/03/31/blogwords-friday-31-march-2023-special-edition-the-purge-confessions-of-a-borderline-hoarder/

 

2 July 2017

If you’ve been following the blog this past week, you’ve seen a part of me not easily revealed. Wednesday in particular I made myself very vulnerable and blogged about my greatest embarrassment—my house, and The Great Clean Up.

https://robinsnest212.wordpress.com/2017/06/28/blogwords-wednesday-21-june-2017-special-edition-looking-glass-lies-and-shaming-part-ii-the-great-clean-up/

Monday as I was going through yet another of those myriad boxes (why? just why???) I came across a keeper, a prayer I wrote in the form of a letter fifteen years ago. I share that with you today.

(Though I no longer have the original letter and the digital image is hard to read, I give you this small bit)

I lost track of how many times I pleaded for Father to “show me, guide me, direct me.” I was trying so hard, making it more difficult than He ever intended it to be. What I didn’t realize at the time, He was guiding me, wooing me, leading out of the dark of depression and guilt and “works” that Paul talks about. I was asking—begging, pleading—for Him to do what He has and is doing. Rest, He says, rest.

Nowhere does He ever tell us to strive. Not to do His will, and certainly not to abide in Him. Rest, just rest.

As I’ve come to know Him—in the same way I get to know new friends—abiding in Him comes naturally, no striving, no dues to pay. It just is. Like a seed that produces its fruit or blossom, it’s what it does. I water it, prune it, give it the attention it needs, but I don’t strive to make it do what it is intended to do.

So it is with my relationship with God. And with that, my identity and purpose. Is it easy? Yes and no. In the face of all hell coming against me, yeah, there’s a struggle. But abiding in Him? Resting in Him? Nah, no struggle at all. Rather like a spiritual hammock on a mild spring evening, gentle breeze, birdsong above.

Rest in Him, my friend. Find your place in Him, in His heart, in the palm of His hand. Rest. And be.

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