So, there are some AMAZING women out there RIGHT NOW, who need to hear that God cares about what you care about no matter how small others may think it is. If you are reading this, but saying to yourself, “This article is not for me because she said it’s for “amazing” women,” then you ESPECIALLY need to know, this article IS for you!
You see, I was just driving home, minding my business, trying to enjoy the quiet (my children are in school, and I had a quick doctor’s appointment) when I suddenly passed my old house. It’s been ten years since I’ve lived there, but that little brick structure brought a smile to my face and not for reasons one may expect. You see, ten years ago, when my family moved to that house, my oldest son had just moved into his father’s house. My heart was beyond broken. Shattered may be a closer description to how I felt each and every day. As a mother, however, I still had two small ones at home. They needed me to be whole, but I couldn’t be. I was broken. You can’t change that. Oh . . . but let me tell you what . . . God can and He Did! My circumstances did not change. My son still lived at his father’s and only “visited” us. Visit? The woman who raised him, loved him, knew every facet of what he needed and NOW I had become the weekend parent? Do you hear it? My pain? But also, my pride? You see sometimes I just figure I know what God should be thinking and doing. Truth is though, my son needed that time with his dad. God used that time to help grow my son closer to the true Father, and years later I was able to see that.
In the meantime, however, my shattered self was trying to pull it together to function each day. Oh no, AMAZING ladies. We have not been called by the King Himself to ONLY function. He has called us to be warriors for Him. Kingdom builders for Him and He can, He will, and HE DOES give us all that we need to bring forth this calling over our lives. And He did just that through the little, brick house that we didn’t even live in for two years. You see, I didn’t realize it when we bought the home, but right behind the house was a skate park. You couldn’t see it, but oh could you hear it at night. The smacking of decks, the whizzing of rolling wheels, the yelps of skaters who wiped out but jumped back up to try again. It was just like being with my son. My precious teenager, who had some growing up to do, but whom I loved all the same. Every night, after placing my two little girls to bed, I would walk out in the yard, close my eyes, and just sob as I heard those boards crashing, smacking, and whirling on the ramps. It was God’s gift to me while I had to be away from my child. It was a moment for me to pray over my son and praise God for giving me the gift of being his mother. It was a time for me to be real and just let my heart be exposed before I had to collect myself all back up again to live another day. It was a respite and a window in time to just FEEL.
Amazing ladies! God sees, He cares, and He has ALREADY made a way. I read this morning in Proverbs 15:9b that “God loves those who pursue righteousness [Him].” I looked up that word “pursue” to see how it was used in the Word, and it means to follow in His footsteps. A revelation swept over me. There is not one step or breath that I take in a day that He has NOT already taken before me. As in, the way a child follows behind their mom or dad in the deep snow, so that his or her feet can step on solid ground, so that is the way we follow our Savior and pursue Him from day to day. He has created it that way so that we do not ever need to be afraid or alone or just functioning. God’s gift to us, His Son, is too Great for us to just function throughout our days. He came that “ . . . [we] may have life, and have it to the full” (John 10:10, NIV). Live! Be! Pursue! Feel secure in knowing that HE can, He will, and He does!
