Behold, the handmaiden of the Lord, be it unto me according to Your word. (Luke 1:38)
I am not sure if all the ‘ details’ of this struggle are Your will, but, these are my circumstance right now—I cannot change my circumstances, I have tried (in vain!)
All I can do is trust You. Wait upon You. Oh, I could fight and thrash and fuss and whine about it. (which I have, sadly) Or, I could rest and trust and wait.
For, YOU, Maker of the universe knows my name and has formed me for Your very own. You hold my fragile heart, with all its wild passions and dreams in Your hands. You love me with a deep and everlasting love.
Your thoughts towards me are of peace and hope. You do all things well. ALL things. (period) I was created for Your glory, show me how to best represent You in my circumstances.
A love so divine . . . demands my soul, my life, my all.
We all have secret dreams, hidden struggles or difficult circumstances, right? I purposely didn’t share the specifics of my current ‘struggles’ because they really are irrelevant. The answer is the same no matter the circumstances, the dreams surrendered, the struggle or pain.
He loves us. Period
We were created for HIS glory, not our comfort or wants. Period
There is but one position, on bended knee, bowing before our King, saying, ‘behold, the handmaiden of the Lord, be it unto me according to Your word.’
The enemy may roar, but this is, by far, the safest, most glorious place we could be.