I’ve learned from experience that whenever the Lord tells us to do something, we never really know what we’re getting ourselves into. I’d have to say HSE is no exception. The beautiful thing about stepping out in faith, though, is that if we hadn’t, we’d have never seen the blessings waiting on the other side. For me, HSE has been a battle in every sense of the word. But God is always greater than what comes against us, and He knows not only just how much we can handle, but also how much we’re capable of.
This season has been all about confronting my weaknesses, but God amazes me because His strength is made perfect in weakness. Just as myrrh must be crushed to give off its fragrance, so must we be emptied of ourselves to really lay hold of all that God has intended for us. The last ten months compose a saga of crushing and building and more crushing, but I thank God for it all. I thank Him for allowing me to be shattered so that the life of Jesus could be manifested in my body. I thank Him for the many times I was so tired I could hardly stand, yet by His grace He gave me words of hope for a girl who’s never known anything but despair in this world. I thank Him for the time He parted the heavens at the eleventh hour so forgotten teenagers could receive love from strangers. I thank Him for the testimony of a man enslaved by drugs and poverty, who encountered God one day and was finally set free. I thank Yahweh for becoming everything I’ve ever needed—my healer in sickness, my light in darkness, my peace in chaos, my refuge in the storm, my hope in tribulation, my all in all.
I deserve nothing, but God has freely given us all things. We must only go up and take possession of them. I decided in Scotland that I’d pray like Moses did, for he said, “Please, show me Your glory.” And you know what’s crazy? I’ve seen it.
But we all, with unveiled face, beholding as in a mirror the glory of the Lord, are being transformed into the same image from glory to glory, just as by the Spirit of the Lord.
//2 Corinthians 3:18//
No words could possibly convey how incredibly blessed I am to have spent the last ten months in HSE, watching God transform ordinary people into beautiful, godly servants for the Kingdom. We bring Him filthy rags and He gives us crowns. Why? All I know is that God sure loves us a whole lot. Someday, we’ll see Him face to face and we’ll know all things fully, just as we are known. What a glorious day that will be. Until then, we wait with perseverance and trust in His unending, unchanging, unmerited and undeserved, amazing grace.
Ad majorem Dei glorium. (for the greater glory of God.)