“You are mighty, O Lord, and your faithfulness surrounds you.”
“The same power that conquered the grave lives in me.”
Let that settle into the depths of your heart, where self-doubt rises up, through tears crawling down your cheeks.
The same power that conquered the grave lives in you.
Do you hear me?
You have these moments, when nothing compels you to move forward, you’re paralyzed-those feet that lifted themselves out of pits of darkness are standing still.
Your heart is frozen.
& You’re scared to death that this is all there is.
Nothing good can ever come from this life of yours.
But. These. Are. Lies.
God is mighty.
His faithfulness surrounds himself, and more importantly His faithfulness surrounds you.
You, with the weary swollen eyes, you- the voice that gave up singing, you- the child that gave up that dream, you- the writer that put down his pen, you- the heart that gave up because love has left time again.
His faithfulness surrounds YOU, ALL OF YOU.
Wake up and out of yourself. Wake up, you, precious sleeper. The same power that conquered the grave lives in you, even you.
Don’t for a second think that you are alone in this muddled dark pit of self-doubt, deception and rejection.
You can overcome. You have overcome. You will overcome, so wake up.
Retreat from the lies and demise, find refuge in the faithfulness that is quick to surround you.
And oh the beauty that awaits you, when you just let yourself be stilled to knowing that He delights in you, wounded child.
He. Delights. In. You.
As the mountain surrounds Jerusalem, so the Lord surrounds His people.