There was a time years ago when I forgot who I was. I began to lose my appetite for a faith-filled life. I grew apathetic to the challenging Christian walk and began to slowly grow a desire for an easier path. Looking back I can see that I had let grief and pain get to me. I let doubt seep into the cracked places of my then broken heart. My faith walk was turning into a lost walk, and when I looked in the mirror I felt as if I no longer knew who the girl was staring back.
Praise the Lord for good friends! For the “irons” in our life that come to sharpen us when we’ve become used and dull. As I was lying low and out of people’s way, one by one my friends began to contact me, asking to meet up and talk. In a matter of a few weeks I started to hear the same message from each person. It seemed like they all had the same thing in mind, to remind me of who I was despite who I thought I was becoming.
It was during this same time that I decided to seek out some Godly counsel. I felt like I had nothing more to lose, so I found a great Christian therapist and confessed it all. I poured out all of my woes, doubts, and sinful heart. I was convinced that since I came in such a busted up state that she would have counsel of rebuke or at least correction. What happened instead remains to be one of the pivotal points of my walk with Christ. Instead of admonishment, she told me that she was honored to meet me. HONORED? I was taken aback at her words. She went on to say that I am still the Lord’s, I am still in His hand, I still hear His voice, and I need to learn to listen again, because He is still speaking. “Wow,” I immediately thought, “Did she not just hear what I’ve been telling her?” But she went on to tell me that God has not left me.
At this point I wanted to fall on my face and break down, but she kept on. She even told me that she saw me as an eagle. An eagle? Eagles fly, eagles are majestic, eagles soar. I wasn’t soaring I was sinking. Yet she smiled and continued to prophesy life into my dry and dead bones. She ended the counseling session by reminding me that through God’s word I will be able to look in the mirror and see what God sees, Jesus in me.
That visit was nothing short of a miracle. I’m certain that had God not intervened through my friends and that therapist, I would have gotten further from His truth. I don’t know all that would have happened to me, but I can only imagine that it would not have been good. The scariest place in the world is being outside of His will, and I want to be right in the center of His will.
If you’ve ever lost your way, I’m here to tell you that He came to find you. You are no longer lost but found. You don’t belong to a lost way, you belong to His way. You belong to Him.
“I will seek what was lost and bring back what was driven away, bind up the broken and strengthen what was sick;” Ezekiel 34:16 (NKJV)
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