It doesn’t really matter how old you are or how young you are, we all live in a world that keeps on changing and shifting underneath under our feet. Over this past year I feel like my life got turned upside down and inside out. The details, well, they don’t really matter. The whys and whatfores and the whos. Some terrible things happened. And they changed everything…and yet, nothing.
Because in the end – and no matter what the circumstance – I belong to someone. I belong to an amazing God who humbled himself to rescue me. I have already received more than I deserve. Who am I to demand any more?
It’s been a hard journey, and I’m still daily stumbling along the road, still unsure of many things, but very sure of the only thing that counts:
I. Belong. To. Jesus.
That is my anchor. That is my life preserver. I know that He is at work. And I know that He has a plan. But it’s dim and hazy for me now and I can’t see it clearly. So I keep putting one foot in front of the other, doing the work He has put before me each day, but always with an expectation. An expectation that He will tell me what to do next.
We can ‘think” we know what tomorrow holds but the only thing that never changes is Him. He is the One we must cling to – not a job, not a career, not a dream, not a person. Just Him.
I’ve been thinking so much about this. About how I have come to a place in walking with the Lord where I am utterly aware each and every day of my desperate need for Him. He knows so much more than me about everything. About how to parent. About how to live. About how to love. And about how to lead. None of it is easy.
But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me. (2 Cor. 12:9)
I am weak. He is strong. And that never changes no matter how old you are.
Cling to Him today.