What will worry do?

 

Will it make God greater and more capable of solving problems?

 

Will it break the fear in your heart?

 

Will it ease the suffering of your soul?

 

What will worrying provide you with?

Comefort?

A trusting heart?

 

What will trust in the Lord give you?

Joy? Peace? A walk near the still waters?

Will it?

 

Oh, my friends, the promise is true. I had to wonder for a few days about the still waters. To be still. Usually 'still' waters are considered to be unmoving waters. The flow has ceased- algae become abundant- frogs start to inhabit the waters. They water begins to stink from the lack of movement? I don't think God asking us to be unmoving.

To be still. I believe the waters our God talks about are not truly still- they are calm and slow-flowing. But they do flow in one direction, the same direction God has set them in. Trust in the direction of the flow. It will lead you down your mountain into the valley of promise. Know that if you move slowly you are not failing- you are growing. You are learning to allow the Lord to lead you. He controls the pace when you aren't running ahead and losing your way. When you chose to give up the struggle in the rough waters- when you lay back and give up the fight, God will flow you into His waters- the calm waters that He promised. 

I had an experience last night and it is still raw in my heart. I am learning to be still. I am very tentative in speaking in tongues unless I have already begun speaking to God in my words. I need to feel that connection first -as words can so easily be used by the enemy, and I feel I have not perfected the source of tongues yet. However, your Spirit will let you know when what you are speaking is dangerous- so last night I continued.

I have been struggling for a couple months with this ache in my heart- but I cannot cry for the life of me. I CANNOT weep the release I desire- I cannot feel the burnt pain I should be feeling. It remains in me a weight, a heaviness of the heart.

Last night I sat on my knees and prayed, and prayed in tongues. My Spirit was telling me to keep going, so I did. My body was fighting me- I physically wanted to get up (this is how the enemy rolls). But I sat there- with my hands toward the sky- speaking words I did not understand. To my surprise as I was speaking, the pain I wanted to feel welled up inside of me- and I gave it to God. My heart wrenched and purged like I was aching for it to do- then it was God's. The tears I was craving came in the midst of my lack of understanding. I had no idea what i was saying.

 But I did not weep- I was not in anguish- but God allowed me to feel the pain and rejection. He gave me this timing and this moment that I could not explain- to show me His Sovereignty.  

Each new day with the Lord He will use to change you. Have patience to go through the process- as HE is ever patient with you.