But in the last month, something significant has shifted in me. I feel like a new creation. I have friends that are in constant prayer on my behalf and on behalf of my church and for the Kingdom of God. Those individuals have noticed the change and have commented on it, praising God that I don't look like a sad, little, oarless row boat being tossed around by the angry seas.
I am different.
I am finally at peace.
I have never experienced such peace in Jesus in my entire life. I have experienced glimpses of this peace over the last year. But to experience it daily, minute-by-minute, that is certainly a new occurrence. It is a steady peace, like the sound of the wave crashing on the shore, one after another after another. Jesus is my constant peace.
I have joy.
I have longing in my heart and I miss individuals who are not in my life at this time. Yet I have joy. Jesus is the joy in my heart. Elements of this world come at me with the purpose of wearing me out and I do get tired, yet I have a joy that cannot be compared. I have a perpetual smile in my spirit. That is definitely different.
I have faith.
I know that God is faithful and that He is leading. I know that no matter what happens to me or to the world around me, He is still sovereign and He is already victorious. I do not seek to work ahead of God. That, too, is unusual for me. But I have faith. I have faith in Jesus' faithfulness. And that, too, gives me peace.
I have patience.
I am content to wait on God. I know that Jesus is the beginning and the end, and that the in-between is not nearly as important as what He’s already done. Having this knowledge puts my agitation and unrestrained ambition to rest. Finally! I have patience! I have waited for this one for a long time. I have had others comment on this change as well. Many know me as a hopelessly impatient person. For them to recognize and remark on this change is very encouraging to me too. My focus on Jesus actually gives me recognizable patience. Well hallelujah for that one!
I am more gentle.
I am not as easily agitated with my children. I can see their struggles with more clarity. Instead of disciplining the kids when they're fighting, I have an immediate glimpse into the pain of their hearts and I can approach the situation with instruction and guidance. That is definitely different. Obviously I still have much to learn but I'm surprised at the understandings that God has given me about their hearts and it definitely produces more gentleness. I want to continue to emulate the gentleness that Jesus had when he blessed children and held them in His arms. Oh man! To have Jesus' arms would be amazing! I've heard the song about having Jesus' eyes; I love that one too. But Jesus' arms! Yes, please.
I have more love.
I have committed to praying, daily for a large group of individuals. And the love that is poured into my heart on behalf of those people, is nothing short of a miracle of God. Some of those individuals have done hurtful things to others and might not necessarily "deserve" this outpouring of love. But they do, because they are children of God and if the enemy is using them to harm others, they will feel the pain of it as well. I can see what Jesus sees in these people and my frustration toward them has dissipated immensely. This, too, is definitely a new thing in my life. Sure, I had glimpses of this before, but the current overreaching effect of this love is giving me a so much more joy and peace right now. Jesus IS love. And I want more of that. A lot more!
I have wisdom.
I can see with more clarity the relationships that harm people. I understand that even if someone professes to love me, I don't have to continue engaging in the relationship if their actions produce painfully destructive amounts of agony. A man can claim to love his wife and bring her extravagant gifts every time he beats her and leaves her with bruises while the children watch. He can cry on his knees and beg her to stay; he can go to his friends with tears pouring down his face and say, "I just love her so much." And he might even be able to convince his friends that it's true. But no one sees him when the door is closed and when he raises his fist to her head. I know now, with absolute clarity, that claiming to love someone, and then beating them down, is not love at all. And there is no reason to submit yourself to such abuse just because the person claims love or is related to you. Is the abuse always done with a physical fist? Of course not. The fist is just the obvious one. And I would venture to say that the man who physically hits his wife has a greater chance of being saved then the one who does it in disguise. Blatant sins are easier to address. The most destructive ones are the ones that have stayed hidden for so long that even the abuser doesn't recognize the sin. I have clarity on this matter. I didn't have it before. That is a new development in my spirit as well. All wisdom comes from God and so I praise Him for it. Proverbs 2:6 says, For the Lord gives wisdom; from His mouth come knowledge and understanding. James 3:13 says, True wisdom comes from God.
I have action.
James 2:17 says, Faith by itself, if it is not accompanied by action, is dead. Faith without action is dead. I claim to have faith in God and yet if I do not move in His direction, follow His lead, obey His commands, then my faith is pretty much food for the worms. My actions are deliberate and in direct obedience to what God is showing me and guiding me into. This is relatively new. I had a smattering of these kinds of deliberate actions before, but they were more just submission to God and my heart wasn't totally on board. Now I choose to follow Him, with resolve. I move deliberately and with clarity. Does everyone see it like that? No. Many people don't trust my actions. But then again, many people haven't been asking me to open up my spiritual walk with them either. They have not sought me with an open heart and with prayer. They like to make judgements from the outside and that, of course, is a wasted effort since their judgments will amount to nothing more than strained relationships. But, yes, many others, have dug deep into my life, with their armor on and with the word of God opened before them. Those are the ones who accept my deliberate movements and trust that God is leading. Does it mean they understand it and agree with everything? Of course not, but they trust that God is the Light of my life because they know me. Deliberate movement is definitely a new thing for me and it brings me so much peace because all I have to do is choose Jesus.
I suppose I could go on and on. It's been kind of fun to reflect on these differences. I know God is working and I am so grateful for His constant presence and love. I have incredible peace and resolve and joy and love and focus. I don't know how else to say it. But, it's true. I am a different person. I am God's creation and I praise Him for it.
Ephesians 4 talks about developing maturity in Christ. When that finally takes place (and it's not a crazy, in-the-future kind of thing, it is available now) then we will be solid. I pray for that solidity in myself and every, single human being that desires to stand for God and for His Kingdom.
Then we will no longer be infants, tossed back and forth by the waves, blown here and there by every wind of teaching and by the cunning and craftiness of people in their deceitful scheming. Instead, speaking the truth in love (now that's something I'm still working on), we will grow to become in every respect the mature body of him who is the head, that is, Christ. From him the whole body, joined and held together by every supporting ligament, grows and builds itself up in love, as each part does its work.