But I will not drive them out in a single year, because the land would become desolate and the wild animals too numerous for you. Little by little I will drive them out before you, until you have increased enough to take possession of the land.
Have you ever found yourself questioning God’s timing? Or maybe it’s His actions (or lack thereof) that keeps you up at night?
I know…I know.
Good, God-fearing, church going, Bible believing Christian women aren’t supposed to have any doubt.
But, if we’re honest, sometimes the twist and turns of life can have us second guessing our faith. That’s certainly how I’ve felt for the past couple of years walking through a chapter I never imagined would be a part of my story.
“And a great windstorm arose, and the waves were breaking into the boat, so that the boat was already filling. But he was in the stern, asleep on the cushion. And they woke him and said to him, “Teacher, do you not care that we are perishing?” And he awoke and rebuked the wind and said to the sea, “Peace! Be still!” And the wind ceased, and there was a great calm. He said to them, “Why are you so afraid? Have you still no faith?” Mark 4:37-40 ESV
I love falling asleep to the sound of rain. Even as a little girl growing up in the Caribbean, I loved the soothing sound of raindrops dancing on our galvanize roof top.
I love it so much I found the next best thing – YouTube videos – thanks to a simple search phrase – “raindrops on a tin roof”.
And while the videos are a good substitute, they aren’t quite as calming and comforting as hearing a real life rainstorm.
Some days, I’ll check the weather forecast to see what nights it will rain.
Like a kid eagerly anticipating their next treat, I look forward to cuddling up in bed and falling asleep to one of my favorite sounds.
If only it were the same when it came to the storms of life. That kind of downpour I can absolutely live without.
Maybe it’s because they’re unexpected and there’s no app to forecast when they’ll come or how long they’ll last.
“My brethren, count it all joy when ye fall into divers temptations; Knowing this, that the trying of your faith worketh patience. But let patience have her perfect work, that ye may be perfect and entire, wanting nothing.” James 1:2-4
I’m a girl’s girl!
I’m all for sisterhood. Girl bosses. Female entrepreneurs reshaping their communities.
I’m all for supporting women chasing after their God-given dreams.
But the one her I really, really don’t like? The her that’s written about in the Epistle of James.
If you’re like me, you’ve sat through your share of sermons on patience. You’ve heard time and time again about the importance of waiting and waiting well.
Between the two of us though, I’ve yet to master either skill.
“So let’s not get tired of doing what is good. At just the right time we will reap a harvest of blessing if we don’t give up.” Galatians 6:9
You’re right there!
You’re doing great. Just keep pushing!
After being pregnant for what felt like an eternity it was finally time for my new little one to make his grand entrance to the world.
Over and over the nurses, doctor and my husband kept telling me to push. From their angle they saw how close I was to giving birth.
They saw the complete picture, while all I could do was take them at their word.
Have you ever played the “what if” game?
You know, what if things worked out with (insert name of random ex here)?
What if I made the wrong decision in switching jobs?
What if I waited to do things God’s way?
What if I missed my only chance to pursue my dreams?
I hate playing the what if game, because I always end up loosing:
I lose my peace. I lose my joy. I lose hours of sleep. I lose it all when my mind starts wandering into the endless possibility of what ifs.
I’m guessing you’ve had your share of losses playing the what if game as well.
Letting go of the past, no matter how dysfunctional or damaging it may have been, is never an easy process…even for us super-faith girls.