God moves in a mysterious way
His wonders to perform
He plants His footsteps in the sea
And rides upon the storm
Deep in His dark and hidden mines
With never-failing skill
He fashions all His bright designs
And works His sovereign will
O fearful saints new courage take
The clouds that you now dread
Are big with mercy and will break
In blessings on your head
Judge not the Lord by feeble sense
But trust Him for His grace
Behind a frowning providence
He hides a smiling face
God’s purposes will ripen fast
Unfolding every hour
The bud may have a bitter taste
But sweet will be the flower
Blind unbelief is sure to err
And scan His work in vain
God is His own interpreter
And He will make it plain —w. cowper
One of my favorite hobbies, for better or for worse, is that I enjoy history. As a child, one of my favorite books beside my bible was reading the encyclopedia Britannica and the world almanac. These books allowed me to see the world beyond a small home on Pinkley Avenue. As my ability to read improved, so did my books that I read. I moved to books about reading about the past so much that I longed for the ability to travel in time, so I could interact with these characters.
As I have grown up, I have realized that history has a tendency to repeat it self, almost like a broken record. Right now I am reading through the book of Judges in my devotional time, it's sad to see that the people of God did the same thing over and over again. Multiple times at the beginning of each chapter starts with the same “And the people of Israel again did what was evil in the sight of the Lord..”
It's remarkable to me that even though they cried out for deliverance, they were rescued, but then once again, chose not to follow the Lord and His ways. Furthermore in the Bible, we read that there is “nothing new under the sun” which is a fancy of saying that history repeats it's self. However, I cannot look at history the same, because history is meant to show us our past failures and successes and place them into perspective. Sure we all have had good memories and bad ones, but each memory, each time of joy and sadness was to mold us and God used them all to turn us into the people we are today.
There are many instances of where scripture reminds us to recall or call to remembrance the faithfulness of the Lord, one such verse is in Hebrews 10, starting with verse 32 which says, “But recall the former days when, after you were enlightened, you endured a hard struggle with sufferings, 33 sometimes being publicly exposed to reproach and affliction, and sometimes being partners with those so treated. 34 For you had compassion on those in prison, and you joyfully accepted the plundering of your property, since you knew that you yourselves had a better possession and an abiding one. 35 Therefore do not throw away your confidence, which has a great reward. 36 For you have need of endurance, so that when you have done the will of God you may receive what is promised.”
A couple of weeks ago, I shared a lens into one of my more joyful experiences from serving our sister church in New Orleans (
http://limitedhero.blogspot.com/2008/10/three-years-ago.html) and today, I'd like to share one of my more painful memories. Three years today, I was checked into a behavioral health hospital, think of it like the hospital from One Flew Over The Cuckoo's Nest. Consider the following blog entry from me two weeks after I was checked out of the hospital like a time capsule:
Reclaiming HopeOver the last month, because of the recent divorce and now reconsideration of marriage between my mother and father, I've had to figure out what would be important to me in life. Sure i know that my faith would be the number one priority in life, but what about life goals, school goals and other goals. And now with the upcoming thanksgiving holiday ,I've taken a step back and had moments of reflections of what am i thankful for this holiday season. I think so often it the rigors of daily living, we take so many gifts from God for granted on a daily basis and it gets to the point where we are not thankful anymore. We're grateful that God created the world in six days, sending the son to die for our sins and raising him from the grave in three, but when it comes to our faith that God will protect us while we drive, or health problems rise up, which doctor do we put our faith in? The great physician or a doctor? I'm not going to make the argument that we should only receive medical attention when we feel like our lives are coming to an end, however, i am going to make the argument that we should put more of our faith in God rather than ourselves.
For starters, if we believe that the God who we serve is the same one that we read about in the Bible, why are we caught up in worrying and fretting if we know our car won't work? I know i can get caught up in the moment of worry and question if God will provide all my needs in life. This happens due to the fact that when i begin to worry and become anxiousness about my needs, i start to have a attitude shift from knowing that God provides all my needs in life to asking why hasn't God provided me a car or a wife. These are things that i would like but the bigger question is why do i want them right now in this season of life. See that's the root of the issue, God constantly tests my heart to see if I'm resting in the fact if i realize he is sufficient to meet all my needs while not trusting the thoughts that are in my head. This is also due to the fact that i don't preach the gospel to myself on a daily basis, so i let my heart do the talking to my mind and vice versa without the gospel being the force where these two entities (my heart and mind) should be unified instead of divided.
Last week, because of the concern of my family that i wasn't thinking clearly and i wasn't eating enough and sleep problems was my conditions while my mind was like a giant jigsaw puzzle with many of the pieces scattered all over the place. They noticed this dramatic shift of who i used to be like and under their care, i was checked into a medical behavioral center. Many moments, i felt like i was in a jail cell, with no way out. The only way i knew i felt comfort in this moment of uncertainty was that God still allowed me to live another day and that all my sins that I've committed in life were paid for by jess's finished work on the cross. I was known by the members of the staff as someone deeply religious while my fellow patients knew me as mr. nice guy. As the days continued, i was concerned with a sense of amazement of God's goodness on my life, because that was the only way i was anchored down while other patients looked for help for their problems outside the realm of the gospel. The gospel was the only way i felt strong in this time, where people seek to find the truth of their problems and the problems of this world by blaming God or finding a hole inside their heart that only the gospel can fill. During my quiet times, i found comfort through David's crying out to the Lord for mercy. The psalms were rich with truth that even though times are rough and difficult, God continues to be a shield to those who know him but also His love is steadfast and true.
The following week when i returned from the hospital, i had to voluntary resign from working at starbucks because i was caught inside a web of confusion and uncertainty due to the medication, i was given to balance out the chemicals running around inside my brain. Right now as i compose this entry, i am still on medication but I'm more at peace knowing that God continues to show his love to me, through Christ's work on my behalf, taking the wrath of God that was meant for me, and now i am considered one of the many heirs to the kingdom of God. This has given me peace when i am frighten, joy when i despair but overall I've received hope that God will continue to meet all my needs in life. Because he already met my biggest need in life through the cross, how much more will he provide a new job, a car, and very possibly a wife in the upcoming seasons of life?
If you're searching for an new book of the bible to read during your quiet time, I'd recommend the psalms and mediate on the characteristics the psalmist proclaims in his poems.
Overall, what's happened to paz? I cant really say because I'm figuring out more quickly day after day, that God is sufficient to meet my needs in life, and that i need to put all my faith in him instead of the work that i do. He will provide all the unanswered questions i have about the near by future and will continue to hold me even when i may act like a prodigal son, he still welcomes me back home.
This is one of the earlier catechisms of the faith, which was from my knowledge of the purpose of catechisms were little guides to explaining your faith. And here is a summary of what the last few weeks have been like:
Question 1.
What is thy only comfort in life and death?
Answer.
That I with body and soul, both in life and death, (a)
am not my own, (b)
but belong unto my faithful Saviour Jesus Christ; (c)
who, with his precious blood, has fully satisfied for all my sins, (d)
and delivered me from all the power of the devil; (e)
and so preserves me (f)
that without the will of my heavenly Father, not a hair can fall from my head; (g)
yea, that all things must be subservient to my salvation, (h)
and therefore, by his Holy Spirit, He also assures me of eternal life, (i)
and makes me sincerely willing and ready, henceforth, to live unto him. (j)
(a) Rom.14:7,8. (b) 1 Cor.6:19. (c) 1 Cor.3:23; Tit.2:14. (d) 1 Pet.1:18,19; 1 John 1:7; 1 John 2:2,12. (e) Heb.2:14; 1 John 3:8; John 8:34-36. (f) John 6:39; John 10:28; 2 Thess.3:3; 1 Pet.1:5. (g)
Matt.10:29-31; Luke 21:18. (h) Rom.8:28. (i) 2 Cor.1:20-22; 2 Cor.5:5;
Eph.1:13,14; Rom.8:16. (j) Rom.8:14; 1 John 3:3.
Question 2.
How many things are necessary for thee to know, that thou, enjoying this comfort, mayest live and die happily?
Answer.
Three; (a)
the first, how great my sins and miseries are; (b)
the second, how I may be delivered from all my sins and miseries; (c)
the third, how I shall express my gratitude to God for such
deliverance. (d)
(a) Matt.11:28-30; Luke 24:46-48; 1 Cor.6:11; Tit.3:3-7. (b) John 9:41; John 15:22. (c) John 17:3; Acts 4:12; Acts 10:43. (d) Eph.5:8-11; 1 Pet.2:9,10; Rom.6:1,2,12,13.
-heidelburg catechism (
http://www.ccel.org/creeds/heidelberg-cat.html)
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The poem I shared at the beginning was constantly on my heart and mind during my during my week admittance in the hospital, but I am with great joy to share what has happened since that trip. God has allowed me to be off medication for the last two and half years. He has allowed me to move out of my parents home, I'm working a job that I love, I am two semesters away from graduations with my bachelors degree, I'm a member of a church that points me back to Jesus and what He has and continues to do on my behalf, and my relationship wit the King of the universe has grown by leaps and bounds. This isn't all to share my goodness, because frankly I don't have any good within me. All the good that is within my life is given to me through God's spirit which is indwelling in me. He produces all the fruit that people see in my life that is considered, “good.”
When I woke up this morning, I heard this song written by Bebo Norman on Pandora and it reminded me of how I am not to dwell in the past like I used to but look forward to God's future work while reminding myself of God's past faithfulness to me: (lyrics:
http://www.bebonorman.com/lyrics.php?productid=522, video:
http://twxr.us/1qx )