I waited patiently and expectantly for the Lord; and He inclined to me and heard my cry. Psalms 40:1
This comes from the first devotional I read today.
For I have come down from heaven, not to do My will, but the will of Him who sent Me. John 6:38
This was the second devotional, talking about how Jesus had a Potter/clay relationship with the Father. As the Son of God he had to trust God’s will and carry it out.
Behold, God, my salvation! I will trust and not be afraid, for the Lord God is my strength and song; yes, He has become my salvation. Isaiah 12:2
This was my third devotional, talking about how when you follow Jesus, God will lead you in what you should do and that you needn’t worry but can have confidence or trust in His guidance.
It would seem that God is trying to get a point across to me today. I don’t know what all He has in store for me but I do know that a medication that helps with my General Anxiety Disorder (GAD) is not here today. Due to things beyond my control the pharmacy was unable to get the renewal prescription from the doctor yet and I’m without it.
I can’t tell you how many times I’ve asked God to take this away from me and put this at the foot of the cross, but it seems today God especially wants me to trust Him through the anxiety. I say this because it’s past my first dosage for the day and I can feel the anxiety starting to rage. There is no emotional reason for it. Actually for a Bi-polar as far as depression or mania I feel remarkably stable. Not so with the anxiety. I feel as though I could run a marathon and it wouldn’t begin to touch the surface of anxiety going through my body right now.
I know that exercise helps and since I have a bum knee I won’t be doing any running but I will be doing some walking. Actually probably a great deal of walking.
Trusting God that He will help me through this is my only other recourse. I do trust that He will get me through the day. As Psalms 40:1 says, “He inclined to me and heard my cry”. I know that He hears my cry and He cares for me and will help me with this.
Unlike my sweet Tessa my dog who has “Separation Anxiety”. Every since the first day I got her from the shelter I’ve been trying to get her to trust me that when I leave I’ll come back. Yet, every time I come home from somewhere be it 5 seconds or 5 hours she acts like she thought I’d never get back. Love her as I do her trust level is very low. She knows I’ll feed her so she at least trusts me for that. She also knows I’ll love her, so she can trust me for that.
I wonder how God sees my trust level? I know and trust in His love. I know in my head and trust in my heart that He will provide my needs. But like my puppy when I haven’t heard from Him for a while, do I question if He’s there? To be honest maybe yes sometimes. My head want’s that proof and maybe if I were really honest maybe my heart becomes insecure.
For now I can say with assurance He is here during my struggling time. My time of need. When my heart cries out, “Help me Father, I am hurting and I need You.”
Oh, how good it is to have Him to be able to go to. Today would be a dark day indeed without Him. Thank you Lord for your trust worthiness. You are truly an awesome God. Without you I would be lost.
How is your trust level? Be honest with yourself and with your Lord, He knows already anyway.
A Woman After God’s Own Heart!