Sunday, February 20, 2011
Sunday Sentiments: When the Answer is "Yes"
Many, if not most of you have heard already.
Dearest Kathryn received a Presidential Scholarship to Samford University here in Birmingham. While it won't cover all of tuition, the award she received, along with her University Fellows scholarship, gives us enough confidence that the Lord is indeed directing her steps there. (Although she's still in the running for 3 more scholarships - so keep praying!!)
But that's not what this post is about, ultimately.
It's about what happens to a dry, parched, and withered heart when God pours the wellsprings of "Yes" to water the thirsty ground.
Many, if not most, of you also know that our family has been on a 3+ year journey of God deepening our faith through. . . . . . unanswered prayer. It's not much of a secret that we've been in what Paul Miller* calls 'a desert experience' - a desert where it has appeared there is no way out, we don't know when it will end, and there's no relief in sight.
But while we're in the desert, we've clung tenaciously to the belief that God has not abandoned us - although it has certainly, to our human frailty, appeared that way sometimes. We're stubbornly believing that God is weaving a story in our lives, one that will ultimately bring Him glory and honor. In the words of Peter, "Lord, to whom shall we go? You have the words of eternal life." (John 6:68)
Which doesn't make it easy. I've written before about my latest temptation - the temptation to give up hope. Lately, though, God has allowed hope to spring in my heart - a tender, frail seedling of hope - rooted in Who He is, not what He will do for us.
And so. When this "Yes" came, this much desired, prayed-for, hoped for "Yes". . . . . .
I bawled. Like a baby. Thankfully, in private.
It was as if the waters of grace came spilling down from heaven, nourishing the seedling of hope, and overflowing in my heart. And I am so thankful for a God who not only cares deeply about me knowing Him, but also for a God who cares about our situation. A God who doesn't withhold blessings, but can do immeasurably more than all we ask or imagine.
All praise to God, who is writing the story of our lives. May we watch, wait, and wonder in eager anticipation as He enables us to participate in His glorious kingdom.
*Remember how I told you to go find Paul Miller's A Praying Life? I wasn't kidding. Go read it!