Now, I am given another year. I just fall at His feet, praying that He is so far pleased. I strum my guitar, and sing with all my might. Up to now, I keep trying to win His love. Then He tells me that there is nothing I could do that would make Him love me more; there is nothing I could not do that would make Him love me less. As I ponder on that, one word -- that does not encompass His magnanimity -- settles in my heart. Sovereignty.
I had no childhood to look back to. I was robbed off my innocence at the age of nine. I wanted someone to be accountable for all the wrongs done unto me. But no one could pay me. Nothing could give me the answer to my question, why. I rebelled against God because He allowed it to happen. I thought I was dirty, and did not deserve love. I just believed that I was loathsome. I felt unknown, unloved, and unprotected. Still I worked for it. I kept getting honors, medals, and success. I tried all.
When I learned to live in community, it was not acceptance that I learned. It was God’s sovereignty. It was His sovereignty that made me see that there is much more to what cruelty was done to me. It was His sovereignty that told me He cried with me while my dad’s friend violated me. It was His sovereignty that filled my room when I cried myself years and years later on as I held this secret. It was His sovereignty that taught me that I was beautiful. It was His sovereignty that opened my eyes to the fact that I am His beloved. It was His sovereignty that kept me in places where I will be with Him. It was His sovereignty that assured me…He knew.
My self-perception was corrupted. It was filled with lies. My desire to be made worthy of His love was too great. I became weary. I was after something that was right in front of me. Until He opened my eyes, and there He was fighting for me. "But you will not even need to fight. Take your positions; then stand still and watch the Lord’s victory (2 Chron 20:17)."
My God sees, knows, and guides. For though many are the plans of man, God’s will is unchanging (Prov 19:21). My life is not without purpose. My life is His, and all the wrongs have long been paid for. He blesses me with a ministry: a story of a life that was mine…and now, His. The ministry is simple. It will inspire. It will teach. It will move. It will change. It will bless. Be it now or when I join my Master, it is His will that prevails. He will make a way for me to get there. He staked a claim on me. I am no longer unknown. There it goes...The story of my life...For Him.
"I have called you by name... You are my Beloved, on you my favor rests. Wherever you go, I go with you, and wherever you rest, I keep watch. I will give you food that will satisfy all your hunger and drink that will quench all your thirst. I will not hide my face from you... I know you as my own. You belong to me... Nothing will ever separate us. We are one." - Henri Nouwen, Life of the Beloved
I had no childhood to look back to. I was robbed off my innocence at the age of nine. I wanted someone to be accountable for all the wrongs done unto me. But no one could pay me. Nothing could give me the answer to my question, why. I rebelled against God because He allowed it to happen. I thought I was dirty, and did not deserve love. I just believed that I was loathsome. I felt unknown, unloved, and unprotected. Still I worked for it. I kept getting honors, medals, and success. I tried all.
When I learned to live in community, it was not acceptance that I learned. It was God’s sovereignty. It was His sovereignty that made me see that there is much more to what cruelty was done to me. It was His sovereignty that told me He cried with me while my dad’s friend violated me. It was His sovereignty that filled my room when I cried myself years and years later on as I held this secret. It was His sovereignty that taught me that I was beautiful. It was His sovereignty that opened my eyes to the fact that I am His beloved. It was His sovereignty that kept me in places where I will be with Him. It was His sovereignty that assured me…He knew.
My self-perception was corrupted. It was filled with lies. My desire to be made worthy of His love was too great. I became weary. I was after something that was right in front of me. Until He opened my eyes, and there He was fighting for me. "But you will not even need to fight. Take your positions; then stand still and watch the Lord’s victory (2 Chron 20:17)."
My God sees, knows, and guides. For though many are the plans of man, God’s will is unchanging (Prov 19:21). My life is not without purpose. My life is His, and all the wrongs have long been paid for. He blesses me with a ministry: a story of a life that was mine…and now, His. The ministry is simple. It will inspire. It will teach. It will move. It will change. It will bless. Be it now or when I join my Master, it is His will that prevails. He will make a way for me to get there. He staked a claim on me. I am no longer unknown. There it goes...The story of my life...For Him.
"I have called you by name... You are my Beloved, on you my favor rests. Wherever you go, I go with you, and wherever you rest, I keep watch. I will give you food that will satisfy all your hunger and drink that will quench all your thirst. I will not hide my face from you... I know you as my own. You belong to me... Nothing will ever separate us. We are one." - Henri Nouwen, Life of the Beloved
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