She sat staring at the beauty just outside her window. The mountaintops had been kissed with a light layer of snow. No breeze moved the trees; all was still and so was she…for the first time in a long time.
Thanks for joining us for Wednesday’s Word with Kim-Evinda and Trench Classes United. Have you ever found it hard to just be still and take in the beauty of creation? With Christmas so close, we can make that possibility even less of a reality, but Kim-Evinda’s blog just may encourage you in this moment to stop and let the Christ of Christmas calm you with His creation.
She sat sipping her coffee, her heart filled with gratitude and sorrow at the same time, wondering, how could both of those emotions co-exist but they did. There was no denying God was all over her life as she rewound her life’s last six months. She had moved from betrayed and shattered to bewildered and healing, still somewhat fractured and disillusioned, but ready to get back in the trenches of life, even more firm in her faith.
Everywhere she turned in her newly furbished and furnished home was a reminder that God had NEVER left her, even through the worst betrayal of her life. He had proved Himself faithful. He had been carrying her and without realizing it, He had set her down ever so gently, keeping her safe and protected from the whirlwind of gutting and remodelling of this home, out of harm’s way from her own need of vengeance and even wanting to understand the why of it all.
She realized she was ready to heal, to move forward and embrace whatever God had for her. She knew that being ready to heal didn’t mean it still wouldn’t hurt, but her Healer would be the one to lessen that pain, not anyone or anything else.
She didn’t even cringe with pain as she realized Christmas was just a couple of weeks ahead. She’d get thru it, just like she did Thanksgiving, focusing on what she had, focusing on all He had done instead of what/who she didn’t have and all that still needed to be done.
Yes, the Christ of Christmas kept giving her gifts that inspired her to want to give them to others, the gifts of grace, gentleness and goodness, gifts that didn’t need wrapping and placed under a tree, but gifts that must remain unwrapped, not hidden to keep on giving.
Friend, there’s something about knowing that you’ve been carried by the Father thru a tumultuous time that helps you to rise and soar as if on wings of an eagle. If you are in the midst of one of those times, can I encourage you, hold out your arms, like a child, and let Him lift you up; He will carry you.
P.S. This is sort of an update on my SOAR (Season of Adultery Recovery) blogs and upcoming podcast…stay tuned and thanks for caring.