Wednesday, May 25, 2011

Trust

What does this mean?  What does it look like?  How do I live it out?

Webster defines trust as: 

1   a : assured reliance on the character, ability, strength, or truth of someone or something
b : one in which confidence is placed
2
a : dependence on something future or contingent : hope
                                                    (http://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/trust)

Trust means resting in the knowledge that God will meet all my needs.  It means not worrying, not being consumed by the thought that he will not provide.  It means going where he says.  But what if he calls you to go somewhere where it doesn’t APPEAR like he will take care of you?  What if all the signs say that he is not in the midst?  What if you go where he calls and it seems that he is not part of it?  What if the money does not come in? What if you have to lay your desires and whole life on the altar?  What if he waits until the last minute to show up?  Did I not want to be in that place?  The place that God has to show up?  How many times have I prayed for that?  But it is one thing to think you want it, to say you want to trust God completely, it is something else to DO it- to rely on him. 
Lord, overcome my unbelief.  I want to trust you.  I really do, but it is hard.  What if the money does not come in?  What if the refrigerator is empty?  What if you don’t show up? I keep thinking of the stories in the Old Testament, of when you told Abraham to put Isaac on the altar. Lord, it wasn't until the last possible minute that you showed up. Isaac was on the altar, knife in the air, and then you provided the lamb. Wow.  Lord, I know you can do all things- that you have a plan when I can’t see it, that you will provide when I don’t feel it.  I am afraid, Lord.  I struggle to trust you.  My faith is so small.  Lord, be bigger than my weakness.  Show your strength in spite of me.  

Sunday, May 1, 2011

The Lighthouse



A lighthouse is a fortress built to withstand intense wind, waves and other forces of nature. It is a strong tower with a powerful light designed to guide lost sailors away from danger and to safe harbor.  It represents hope, safety, help, and shelter.  Lighthouse keepers are a different breed; they are strong, relentless, servants.  They put themselves in harm’s way to save others.
I am a lighthouse keeper. I withstand the storms of anger and share a light that guides others to safe harbor. I must be relentless when it comes to serving my kids.  It often feels like I am withstanding hurricanes of attack and this week was no exception.  This week a coworker of mine told our kids that he was leaving to take another job.  Tears started rolling down some cheeks. I knew it was going to be a long month as the kids dealt with this loss.   One of the kids asked if he could call me “mom”.  Another started crying when I went in to pray with him that night and asked me why everyone was leaving him.  And another called me all sorts of names and told me to just go ahead and leave since everyone else was.  He wasn’t ever able to open up and say that he was afraid I would leave; instead, he wanted to make me leave by being a jerk.  These boys I work with- most of them are new, it is their first houseparent to leave.  They don’t know how to react- so their pain reveals itself in angry storms of emotions.
So I stand firm. I withstand the battering of name-calling. I offer hugs and tissues to the tears that flow. I continue to shine the light towards the safety of the ROCK. I point the kids to the one who will never leave or forsake them. And I continue to hold fast to my own fortress.  I will seek my Strong Tower, for He provides the strength to get up another day.   
Lord, these days are tough.   But You have a plan.  Father, show yourself true. Guide these precious children to your safe harbor.  Be my strong tower as I try to do what you called me to do.  Shine brightly through me.  Open the doors for conversations about you.  Open the hearts of these kids to see you.  Please be my strength for the attacks of anger.  Overflow my heart with your grace and love for these kids. Give me the resilience to get up another day and serve you. Thank you, Lord, for setting me apart for this job.  Lord, you are precious. I love you!