"You Said 'I Am'."
"When I was weak, unable to speak,
still I could call You by name,
and I said 'Heart-ache Healer, Secret-Keeper, be my Best Friend' and You said 'I am'"
"When I was weak, unable to speak,
still I could call You by name,
and I said 'Heart-ache Healer, Secret-Keeper, be my Best Friend' and You said 'I am'"
--I Am by Nicole Nordeman--
When the moon and stars come out, the house becomes quiet, and the day's busyness winds down, I love to curl up in a big chair with a cup of coffee and talk to my Papa.
Probably in the last three years, I have used "Abba"or "Papa" as a reference for God. I find it to be very real and is a reminder of who HE is. There was a time in my life where I believed that God was very traditional and not personal whatsoever. I had an idea that a God who was SO big and could turn someone into a pillar of salt would never want to listen to the small details of my life. Those were some empty and hopeless days.
However, I can't help but think that while I'm talking to Him, he's sitting right with me. He's laughing with me when I'm reflecting on my joys, crying with me when I share the hurts of my heart, and whispering 'I AM' when confusion seems to rush in like a hurricane.
Since returning to Ukraine, I have already experienced many mountain tops and valleys. When I look at my quiet time journal, I almost feel like I'm re-writing the book of Psalms. The wave of emotion is very real. It's not always discouraging or a cry for help though. There are days where I am rejoicing over answered prayers, open doors, and life in general. As Psalm 16:11 (NLT) says, "You will show me the way of life, granting me the joy of your presence and the pleasures of living with you forever."
I know that in these moments, I can talk to Him about everything in my life. That everything includes the major/minor details: the things that make me angry, my relationships, my purpose in Ukraine, what college I'm attending, my family's health and well-being, the things that make my heart weep, the fears that ground me, and the things that make my spirit soar. I can confide with the Maker of the Stars. The beautiful thing is, the more I look into His face, 'the things of earth (will) grow strangely dim, in the light of His glory and grace.'
I know that in these moments, I can talk to Him about everything in my life. That everything includes the major/minor details: the things that make me angry, my relationships, my purpose in Ukraine, what college I'm attending, my family's health and well-being, the things that make my heart weep, the fears that ground me, and the things that make my spirit soar. I can confide with the Maker of the Stars. The beautiful thing is, the more I look into His face, 'the things of earth (will) grow strangely dim, in the light of His glory and grace.'
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