I can remember where I was this time twelve years ago. I was having a rehearsal, followed by dinner, all my children in town and some other guests from out-of-state. I had been planning this for many months, spent most of the day making sure everything was set-up to my specifications. There was anticipation in the air, the music was going to be wonderful and no telling where I would rest my head the following night. But one thing was for sure, I would finally be in the arms of my beloved and all that matter was that we would be the happiest newlyweds ever. We had both waited eight years for this day. We had remained pure to each other in a world where many live together before marriage. We wanted our wedding night to be as lovingly devoted to each other as we confessed to our God as Christians. It was the eve of a big day.
How about you? Do you remember your wedding or is it a date on the calendar for dinner and a movie. Don't get me wrong, in twelve years my husband and I have had a few that just seemed like another day in the myriad of days the run together to make years. It is important though to look back and not only remember but try and feel what you felt, hear the sounds, see the event as the important moment it was for you both.
Lord, I am so excited that tomorrow is my anniversary. I know that often our lives don't truly reflect how much I valued that day and all it meant. Help me and my readers to grasp a new feeling for those important events. We have more than we know. Most of all please help us remember the day we said, "I do" to You. Nothing changed us like then. Amen
So as I prayed about getting around this hole, my pulse a bit rapid, kinda scared for the first time on my journey, I thought of other times when my pulse beat a bit faster. I could hear the Lord saying in my heart that He indeed had not brought me this far to abandon me. There was a way by this obstacle.
A tree stood to my right. Just to the left of that tree was a huge slanted rock. There was just enough space for me to fit between. It would be a tight fit but I could make it around. As I inched my way hugging the tree I heard Jesus whisper, "I love you." The stone provided me a resting place for my back as around the tree I spun till I was able to stand upright on the other side. I kissed the tree which was laden with fruit. I thought about Eden. Did the tree of the knowledge of good and evil look like this? I wasn't tempted to eat the fruit, like Eve, but instead thanked God for providing my safe passage. It is time to do something else that was wrought with temptation, I thought. Got to shed a few stubborn pounds. Being more trim would have made that tight space getting around the tree a bit easier. Yes, Lord, I know. You love me. The temptation of eating wrong is hurting me. You'll help me. I gotta tackle this 'broken' part of me. Let's get after it.
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