My husband once told me. Twenty years ago. “I believe in miracles. But, I also believe that God looks for people to meet Him half way.”
At the time, I was young and way too full of myself. Delighted with the fact….that God could do anything. Believing all we needed to do was pray….
And whatever we wanted would suddenly come true.
I thought that healing had nothing to do with us. And everything to do with God.
But, as life and miles and years take toil. And the soil of our own hands contaminate what we know….
I have found that my husband is right much more than I had known.
Sin brought into the world not because the enemy outdid God. But because man chose to turn around and purposely disobey God.
Still, God is ever so Sovereign.
Using sin and trials and hardships of all kind…. to refine us. To show us our weaknesses. Illuminating our hearts to our true need for Him.
And if we were sinless. Perfect. We would have no need for Jesus.
And I am learning the secret to my prayers as I cleave to The One that never leaves us. That they wouldn’t be to make me richer or smarter or prettier. Or fix it all quickly. But my prayers have now become, Lord….
Humble me.
Humble me….through this. So, that I can see my need for you. So that the chameleon that overtakes me at times….wouldn’t hide me from my need for you.
That I would stop being ever so fine without you.
That I would find breath in your breath. Hope in your eyes. Strength in your arms as you carry me through each trial.
I want to stand….only when so empty of self. And I would not rise….unless you were the breath that brought me to my feet.
Yes, I want to be made clean. But, I want it your way God. I want to see like you see. I want to not just ask like a spoiled child….expecting. But, I want to rise when you say rise. Grow through the sufficiency that only you have given me….
Knowing you are enough to sustain me.
I want to meet you half way God. And Lord, when you are done with me. I want to shine….like a star in the brightest of Galaxies….
Only because it’s your glory through me.
Not because I insisted you make and change me. But, because you saw that I was nothing without you. And because you loved me. And because you chose Lord, not I….to make something of me….
When I met you half way.
Yes, my husband was right. But, yet it’s true….
I still believe in miracles.
And God meets us half way.
(Linking with Tracy @ Winsome Wednesday, WLW, Proverbs31Thursdays
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I am visiting you from Winsome Wed/My Daily Walk in His Grace. I know we have to accept Jesus and empty ourselves to his grace. I just don’t like “half way”; it is too definitive. It’s like saying that a marriage is 50/50. What defines that mark. If we both try to give 100% then we have a better marriage. I never know what God asks of me. Sometimes He surprises me with blessings I never prayed for. Sometimes I feel he asks me to do much more for Him. He always meets us, we just can’t say where.
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Oh, the struggles of a Christian life! Thinking where is my faith when a miracle doesn’t happen right away! and all sorts of other things that get in the way. Your husband is sooo right! I too believe in miracles, but God wants us to be perfect as He is perfect because we’re heading for a place where only the perfection of love is acceptable! God bless you, dear sister! patsy
Yes, I want to be made clean. But, I want it your way God. I want to see like you see. I want to not just ask like a spoiled child….expecting. But, I want to rise when you say rise. Grow through the sufficiency that only you have given me….
AMEN.
Ana – I love that analogy, 100/100 vs. 50/50. So often we see God petitioned, yet wait and do nothing. My prayer in this is that I would take action. Not just wait for answers, but first, step out into obedience in those places, he has already called me. Thanks for stopping by. Blessings, Jen
Patsy – I can almost tangibly hear His heart cry with you, my friend, “Be ye Holy, as I am Holy.” Thanks for reminding us of our part, our call in this glorious walk of faith we call, Christianity.
Emily – Thanks, your sister-heart always blessed me!
What a blessing. Great post.
So thankful we have a God we can run to, and a God who is running back to us. Thanks for sharing these words that we’re never in this alone. He’s always ready to meet us wherever we are.
Nice visiting you through Imperfect Prose. In my life, God has always met me all the way, no matter my part. He is a God of redemption and for that I am grateful.
Sister-girl – Thanks so much for reading!
Lisa – Amen! What a gift He is!
Shelly – So good to hear you have encountered the redemptive work of our Savior! He is ever so faithful, isn’t He!?