When all else has failed: Cry out, then Listen!

It's amazing, how when we ask he answers. How when I finally give up again, he comes to my rescue.

Last week I was frustrated, still am but better now. He gave me a verse and I read it and I wrote it and I spoke it straight to him with the ounces I had left that day.

Lord, Turn your ear to me,
come quickly to my rescue;
be my rock of refuge,
a strong fortress to save me.

Since you are my rock and my fortress,
for the sake of your name lead and guide me.

Free me from the trap that is set for me,
for you are my refuge.

~ Psalm 31:2-4

He did, that very evening as a matter of fact! He heard me and now as I look back I am reminded "What an amazing God we serve"

He loves me and he loves you! No matter what we do, what we think or how we act...he loves us each and every one.

I was dropping off little voices to blend with the choir when in the hall of the north wing I found his answer! They stood there talking, deciding what tables to use and whether to brew coffee.

The workbooks, brand new, still with the cardboard smell, lie there on the table drawing me. I had decided no more workbooks. I don't finish, I never finish so what's the point in starting. I'll just keep doing my own thing!

I know he knows all but I think, often, I can out plan him. I surrendered my plan and humbled myself to pick up the pen, black on white, I wrote my name, the only one in written ink. The others had all signed up by the deadline. I lifted a book from the stack of twenty and trusted this was what he wanted me to do, Break Free from the pattern, Break Free from all that hinders and the sin that so easily entangles. (Heb 12:1)

The video was amazing! The same words I used "Not the same thing, again!" were used and I was touched, by the one who cares so much for me.

Not the same old stuff, again?

Redundant, what is He trying to teach me in the same place I was!

Beat up, feeling worth less than I know He sees.

Do we always come back over and over, just a little farther than before? This time I know it sooner, but still fight. Is it the sin nature one's born with that causes such turmoil?

Does there have to be a constant struggle...to become more like Him?



I move through this day, can't I start again? Why does it feel like that everyday, I can't restart everyday...I'd never get anywhere!

My life is cracked and chiped, I can't be anyone's rock. I am grateful for the imperfections for they make me who I am, they make me touchable, reachable, real!

I read these words Psalm 31:2-4 and pray...

Turn your ear to me,
come quickly to my rescue;
be my rock of refuge,
a strong fortress to save me.

Since you are my rock and my fortress,
for the sake of your name lead and guide me.

Free me from the trap that is set for me,
for you are my refuge.

Show me. Show me!