You have heard this before, yes:
"With every high comes a low."
Do you think that's true? I don't think it's true for every high, but, life would not be life if we didn't experience lows. We wouldn't need grace and Christ's blood if there weren't lows.
I had sensational feeling after completing my public talks. It felt good to share ideas and talk about the Lord in there, too. I loved every minute of it. I had to commit it back to God so as not to become prideful about it; I'm thankful He gave me grace to do that. It was such a wonderful, blessed opportunity I will always remember.
Then today I totally crashed.
My life is not perfect. My house is a disaster. I have some crummy things to let God heal. It's in these times I go back to "my verse" and accept/welcome that the Lord has me in His hands:
Regarding Zion, I can't keep my mouth shut, regarding Jerusalem,
I can't hold my tongue, until her righteousness blazes down like the sun
and her salvation flames up like a torch.
Foreign countries will see your righteousness,
and world leaders your glory. You'll get a brand-new name straight from
the mouth of God. You'll be a stunning crown in the palm of
God's hand, a jeweled gold cup held high in the hand of your God.
No more will anyone call you Rejected, and
your country will no more be called Ruined.
You'll be called Hephzibah (My Delight), and your land Beulah (Married),
because God delights in you and your land will be like a wedding celebration.
For as a young man marries his virgin bride, so your builder marries, you,
and as a bridegroom is happy in his bride,
so your God is happy with you.
Isaiah 62:1-5, the Message
I can't hold my tongue, until her righteousness blazes down like the sun
and her salvation flames up like a torch.
Foreign countries will see your righteousness,
and world leaders your glory. You'll get a brand-new name straight from
the mouth of God. You'll be a stunning crown in the palm of
God's hand, a jeweled gold cup held high in the hand of your God.
No more will anyone call you Rejected, and
your country will no more be called Ruined.
You'll be called Hephzibah (My Delight), and your land Beulah (Married),
because God delights in you and your land will be like a wedding celebration.
For as a young man marries his virgin bride, so your builder marries, you,
and as a bridegroom is happy in his bride,
so your God is happy with you.
Isaiah 62:1-5, the Message
I am not alone.
And neither are you!
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6 comments:
Glad to hear the talks went so well, but sorry that you had the blues to follow. I am so grateful that you know the truth (your immeasurable value!), and that you are clinging to it!
I don't know that there's necessarily a low for every high, that seems too predictable. But I think it's true that the enemy will stoop low to discourage us especially when when God is using us for His good purposes. And I agree with you about lows; in my experience, my pride had to be brought low for me to recognize my need for grace.
Thank you for sharing your vulnerability, it helps me to remember we aren't walking alone.
I agree with that saying.
But you always learn from your lows just as much if not more. So sweet, you have beautiful little totts.
<3
blessings
Kait xo
kaitgirl.blogspot.com
I can SO relate to this post. Hang in there my friend. I'll pray for you!
It's amazing that after ALL that Christ did ... going through all the suffering the world could ever throw at US ... we still deny His love and grace.
Thanks for this reminder, friend. I needed to read this today. *hugs*
Life is not about waiting for the storms to pass...
It's about learning how to dance in the rain.
- Vivian Greene
Thank you for reminding me to lean on the redeemer!!! Love you so much!
i think that we are filled to be emptied again, but always sustained and those highs help us when the lows hit. we remember better days are ahead, knowing that he is always faithful.
hope your week is going better, lady.
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