Life has changed so much for us over the past six months after I experienced true ministry burn out and dealt with my mom's, sister's and even my own health crises. I have wandered so far into the desert at times that I didn't know if I could cry out to God one more time only to hear complete and utter silence, an echo of nothingness. But through the silence, questions, heart aches and tears, I had to chose to trust that He was there if nothing else.
The desert is lined with moments where I couldn't trust any more and moments where quite a battle was fought for trust and the victory was sweet. And the desert is where I needed to go so that I could begin to strip everything of me away in order to discover who God truly is. The desert is where I've been the weakest, but the desert is also where I've been the strongest.
Though I'm still wandering through that desert, there is new-found purpose with each step...a purpose that comes from being alone in the desert long enough to taste surrender, hope and renewed vision. The sun is shining brighter and the journey is more tolerable because my will to fight is gone. In place of the fight comes a renewed sense of conviction, a new sense of boldness and the continuing urgency to make tough, life-altering decisions that keep our family growing instead of dying (haha...literally not just spiritually). God has been showing us as a family what hills to stand on and which ones to die on--what is most important and what is trivial in the light of the Kingdom.
There is a distinct reason why Joshua 1:9 kept appearing in the randomest of places around town or nearly every time I logged on to Facebook or hotmail or turned on the radio!
"Have I not commanded you? Be strong and of good courage; do not be afraid, nor be dismayed, for the Lord your God is with you wherever you go.”
The latest verse that is now before me nearly every time I turn around is Isaiah 43:18-19 (one of my favorites!):
“Do not remember the former things, nor consider the things of old. Behold, I will do a new thing, now it shall spring forth; Shall you not know it? I will even make a road in the wilderness and rivers in the desert."
There is a distinct reason why God is leading me (and my family) to the rivers after all of this time of wandering. The beauty and depth of each river reminds us of His provision and care. The river's peaceful flow urges us press on yet in God's strength. The river offers a quiet place to rest after such a weary journey. And the river promises us continued life, passion and ministry...all has not been snuffed out because we are stuck in this desert place.
And, as I keep wandering in the desert and consciously choosing to trust, the faint outline of a road begins to appear. I see it on the horizon but it's not yet my time to journey down that road. Until that road is within reach, I will choose to keep wandering because I know what God has done, can do and wants to do. I will choose to enjoy the scenery and unexpected blessings of being in the moment so that I can keep sharing God's love in the most unusual or creative or most mundane of ways (don't even ask...it's been crazy but amazing). And I will choose to stay open to the people God keeps placing in our path as we are finding ourselves surrounded by more people in the desert than we ever found in plenty.
Maybe running into these safety roadblocks at church and having to make decisions for the safety of our child is the Spirit giving us the courage to do what is right and to do what He has prepared for us as a family and as individuals. I have no clue where God is leading or what He is doing, but I know that this time in the desert is preparation and rest for that road in the wilderness. I see the Spirit most clearly here because the emotions are being sifted and rooted out to where I'm finally to the place where I am thankful for this journey in the desert!