Sunday, August 29, 2010

GOD'S GOT YOUR BACK

Looking for another opportunity this Sunday.  God is moving us on.  A softer way to say we both need new jobs.  Opened my Bible to the reading for the day and it was Lamentations 3: 22-30.  God's loyal love couldn't have run out, his merciful love couldn't have dried up. They're created new every morning. How great your faithfulness! I'm sticking with God.  He's all I've got left. God proves to be good to the man who passionately waits, to the woman who diligently seeks. It's a good thing to quietly hope, quietly hope for help from God. It's a good thing when you're young to stick it out through the hard times. When life is heavy and hard to take, go off by yourself. Enter the silence. Bow in prayer. Don't ask questions: Wait for hope to appear. Don't run from trouble. Take it full-face. The "worst" is never the worst. The Message. 

I took to heart the words to "Go off by yourself.  Enter the silence.  Bow in prayer.  Don't ask questions.  Wait for hope to appear."  I drove down I-20 in Arlington looking for a quiet place.  Drove around for about an hour when I saw a Starbucks with no cars in the parking lot. It was kind of a country road. I slipped in to order a sparkling water and solitude.  Alone but humbled by a Presence.  Fragile but full of Courage.  While waiting for the teenage girl to ring up my order, a male voice behind me spoke up forcefully across my shoulder addressing the barista.  "Ma'am, I just want you to know that I came in here to sit at your table right there.  Is it all right if I just sit?"  The barista graciously nodded her approval and offered the gentleman a cup of water.  "No,"  he replied, "I just want to sit at that table."  The table he was referring to was right next to my table and he proceeded to sit with his back toward me.  He sat rather still for about an hour.  Never moved.  Didn't talk on a cell.  Committed to that chair. Couldn't tell you what his face looked like but his back is imprinted on my mind's eye.  He wore a dark grey t-shirt and jeans.  On the back of that t-shirt were very large letters with a saying that I'll probably remember for the rest of my life. In fact, it took my breath away when I read it. The back of his t-shirt read, in ALL CAPS, in about a 4-inch font, the following words:

 
2 Chron 20:15 came to mind.  The battle is not mine.  He's watching my back.  It's His battle. 
 I long to be more taken with my unholiness than my pain. 
"Do not live to arrange for your own satisfaction.  Repent of your self-provision. 
Trust Me, in every moment of suffering." 66 Love Letters
2 Chron 20:30 - And God will give rest on every side.  He's got your back! 
All I can deal with is my own stuff in life.  My motives.  My intentions.  My failure to love.
It's a good thing to quietly wait in Hope for a Good God to show up. 
He was at Starbucks today and I think I heard Him say that He's got my back.
Waiting in hope with you as we walk through hard times.

13 comments:

Rhonda 8/30/2010  

Fabulous!How very much He is in the small things that speak volumes to our souls!Praying for you all.

Leah @ Point Ministries 8/30/2010  

Bev,

What a beautiful reminder for so many of us!! In these days, regardless of what each of us are going through, it is precious to remember that God has our back. He also goes before us AND as if that was not enough, He takes our right hand and says, "Do Not Fear"! How incredible is the Father's love for us.

Leah

Mary Lou 8/30/2010  

He has you surrounded on ALL sides..what a beautiful picture. How your words inspire and bless me and how they honor Him. He has not forgotten you. How precious a post and the words are sounding out His beautiful love and protection.

Love you, Mary Lou

Steve Finnell 8/30/2010  

you are invited to follow my blog

Michelle Bentham 8/30/2010  

Hey, Bev!

I'm so blessed by your post. I loved the part of that passage from the Message that grabbed your heart. I wish I had something wise and wonderful to say, but I don't.

I say today that I bow with you in prayer as my heart joins you in grieving the change that is coming into your life. It has been a while since I have made the rounds, but I'm so grateful I stopped by. Be encouraged, Love. Our God is faithful and He has not lost sight of you in your hour of need.

Love and Hugs,
MB

PS. My blog has moved... www.michellebentham.org

Sharon Brumfield 8/31/2010  

Bev,
I just want you to know that your story is precious! Our God knows when we need an in your face reminder from Him...He is so faithful. Sometimes you remind me of Paul.....through all the things he went through he still had the praise of God on his lips. He knew that neither death nor life could separate him from the love of his God.
I remember one day a few years ago feeling so low and unloved. On my way to walmart I remember asking God if He still loved me (I knew the answer but sometimes you just need to "hear" it) and would He please just talk to me.
As I pulled into my place there was a car pulling in to the spot in front of me...right there on their front bumper was JESUS LOVES YOU!. I was dumbfounded!
He is so close an personal and He answers when we call.
Calling out to Him for you sister...He loves you so!

Dee 9/01/2010  

Bless you, Bev.
Deidra

Sylvia's Song 9/04/2010  

Bev, I have no words of wisdom only that I love you and am encouraged as you share your experiences even as painful as they must be to live through. In today's world and our society that takes great courage and yet we can "Because He Lives and is alive in you and me". Thank you for helping me grow deeper with the LORD. I needed to remember to that God has my back too.

A Song of Love and Appreciation for your testimony of God's provisions for you...no matter what.

This is a Song I must Sing.
Sylvia

Jennice 9/05/2010  

Bev, I FINALLY got around to reading this blog...been going thru *some* of the same stuff...my life, as I've known it for the last 30 yrs is pretty much gone. I've been cleaning out my house for the last 2 weeks, selling all my funiture and excess stuff that I can't take with me to Nashville.

Tears are streaming down my face, as I read your words...that was no man sitting behind you, and you know it! Those are words for me too. You are very blessed that you have a wonderful husband to be Jesus with flesh on to you, whose arms you can fall into when your knees buckle...and your soul feels faint. I'm praying for you, sweet dear Bev. I feel your heart.

Where are you all moving to? Are you still in Austin? My sister and husband live in Round Rock, and could possibly have some leads to help you. Let me know, OK? My house in FW is still in legal limbo and will be sitting empty for at least 2 mos more, I think.

Love you both!

Still singin',
Jennice

Susan Setzer Losey 9/13/2010  

Hi Beverly,

I went to seminary with you and was one of the 1st 28 members at Hope Church. We used to eat lunch once a week and I treasured our time together. My husband, Barry Losey earned a PhD. at Southwestern and we were married after I finished my MDiv.

Beverly we went through a forced resignation in our last pastorate. A small group of fundamentalist worked for Barry's outster and I just could not bear the emotional damage anymore. He resigned after 11 and one half years. I thought God had left us. Our children were forever scarred. Barry did nothing morally or ethically wrong. We were and are located in a beautiful mountain town in VA. It took 8 years of trying to get jobs and having loving Christian people show up with money at the exact time we needed it. We lost all of our retirement funds and still don't have adequate insurance. The feeling of being lost from God was the worst. All evidence showed me that we had been forgotten. However,I found God was in the lostness and fear. He was in the darkest place. I still cannot believe the mercy and grace He showed to me a nobody. We have secular jobs. I work in non- profits with the poor. Barry teaches as an adjunct at Bluefield College and works full time at Echosphere. We no longer go to church. I have PTSD symptoms when I'm in a church service. Our daughter, Erin, a devote Christian refused to be married in a church because, "the meanest people I've ever seen go to church". My son, Seth is in full rebellion. He still has a soft heart but he is distant from God. However, in all of this turmoil, I have found a stable God who works for what He wants and not for what I think is the way to fix things. I could not imagine that we would be working outside of ministry. I still feel rejected. However, our lives are so much better. We are at peace. God has been faithful when I was in deep doubt and darkness. I know that if God cared enough to look after Barry and I, that He will keep you and Bob safe too.

My heart is aching for you,
Susan Setzer Losey susanlosey@embarqmail.com

Toyin O. 9/21/2010  

Praying for you; there is glory in your night hours.

http://youcanfacetodaybecausehelives.blogspot.com/

Karen 9/26/2010  

Mary Lou... Thank you so much for visiting me and sharing your prayer request..
I would be more than happy to pray for your son and his wife,,and I will put them on our prayer list at my WBS on wed night..Marriage is hard even on Good days.. so when you are going through trials it is really hard..
It is wonderful that your son is turning to the lord.. no better counciler than him.. and he can not make her do anything.. that was my first lesson in saving my marriage..I had to ask God to change me,, make me what the kind of person my husband wanted to hang on to.. and to give me the love I needed back to love my husband..
I had to wake up (and still do) saying that I can only make my choices.. I choose to be the best wife I can , regardless of how my husband acted.. I choose to be the best mom I can be, regardless of how my children acted.., I choose to Love and Trust God regardless of the trial of life...
so he will need to CHOOSE to love his wife, come hell or high water..and turn her and their marriage over the the lord..
also put your prayer request to
http://dcalled1z.blogspot.com/
Tell her I sent you over.. she has a section in her blog for prayer request and she is a wonderful christian woman..
Well keep praying and I will too.. and letGod do his miracles..
If all else lose ,, your son is learning and maturing by going to the Lord...
Bless you.. Keep me informed..

Sharon Brumfield 10/05/2010  

I am just wondering how things are going?
I am here working on a pot of potato soup--home bound after surprise surgery....and found you were on my mind. You have been there a lot lately as I waited to see if the tumor they took out was cancer. It was not...but as hubby and I both sit here without jobs God brought me back to this post.
We are waiting quietly on the Lord.
It has been over two years since God has brought us here....and I would have never pictured our journey this way.
This is not the first time we have been here since coming to the mountains He brought us to....and yet I know that it is He who is responsible for caring for us. I remind Him of that. What a journey He has us on.
I am not depressed or angry...but I have found myself shaking my head in stunned amazement and the seemingly craziness of it all.
I guess what I am wondering....how are you? Where are you? What is our God been up to since you last posted?
I don't know if you have a chance to get here often...but I would love to hear how you are doing. You bless my heart....I am praying.

Praying for Our Friend Joanne Psalm 131:3 Waiting on God. Hope Now. Hope Always.

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