Note of Encouragement

This was written by one of my friend's mentors recently and describes with eloquence what I have been feeling throughout the recent changes in my life this past week. Just thought I would share!

In the times when He is leading in the most tender, profound way, when my soul is locked on His and my spirit within me is drunk on His vision, when I all but see His hand holding pen to page on the History Books of Heaven just awaiting my obedience…it’s in those moments that the nay-sayers and well-meaning friends come ‘round to talk "sense" into me and to tear down my faith with their carefully chosen words and reasonable arguments. Many times I’ve felt like a fool, like who-do-I-think-I-am-anyway, that God would want to send me to do a great work? I’ve wiped many tears with trembling hands because I am weaker and smaller than even they know, and everything they’re saying is actually what I’ve said to myself a thousand times. Yet, as I sift through the doubts and fears, as I’m buried under their words and warnings, this one thing prevails—I am in the grip of Hope. His Hand and His calling hold me fast. I cannot escape…or maybe I can, but God help me never to step away from the flooded Jordan just because I know I cannot cross it myself. God help me to never rely on who I am or what I have because my own abilities and provisions are laughable at best and a tragedy at worst. God help me to be like Isaiah, to be absolutely "undone" but to raise my hand anyway and say, "Here I am. Send me." I don’t know for sure, but I think quite possibly his hands were shaking too.

My eyes have seen the Lord part great waters over the past few weeks. We have seen His wonders and we are not satisfied—no—we crave Him all the more. As I went to pray just now I couldn’t shake the feeling that someone out there today is being circled round-about by scoffers and nay-sayers too. Maybe you need to be reminded, as we have been recently, that no great thing that the Lord Jesus calls you to will ever go unchallenged by the adversary of your soul. So cry if you need to cry because you have a human heart that is somehow still fragile and tender (thank God), then wipe your eyes and blow your nose and get on with what you’re meant to do…because there’s no better place to be than helpless in His grip.