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Are you ever disheartened by your inability to meet everyone’s demands and expectations?
Some days my heart vacillates between being raw with paralyzing frustration and simultaneously stimulated by a thousand agitations.
In the midst of my obsessive mental processing and impaired human emotions, I starkly realize that in the insistent whirlwind of life, I still have so much for which to be grateful.
Yet continuously … the floods of demands, disciplines, people, habits, chores, vices and commitments create a massive quagmire in my life that can only be described by one desperate word, “overwhelming”!
The call of life is just so deafeningly loud sometimes …
David the worshipper … the man after God’s own heart … shares my incompetence at dealing well with all that life dishes out.
“Hear my cry, O God; Give heed to my prayer.
From the end of the earth I call to You when my heart is overwhelmed;
Lead me to the rock that is higher than I.
For You have been a refuge for me, a tower of strength against the enemy.
Let me dwell in Your tent forever;
Let me take refuge in the shelter of Your wings.”
– Psalm 61:1-4
Although I do not know what specifically overwhelms you, I can assure you that though the source of your staggering obstacles may look much different than mine, the answer for both of us is the same.
“Hear my cry, O God! Give heed to my prayer.”
When you are overwhelmed, take it from David: the first thing you need to do is cry out to God. We need prayer more than we need our circumstances to change. Just going to my infinitely gracious God, Who is lovingly attentive in all of His ways, reminds me that I am not in charge. There is Someone mightier and more powerful than I am Who is well able to bring relief to my mountain of stress.
“From the end of the earth I call to You, when my heart is overwhelmed!”
There is no sin in calling out to God when you are completely and utterly overwhelmed.
The sin would actually be in turning to other less satisfying options. Have you ever mistakenly believed that spending, eating, being entertained, going to the spa or responding with your emotions is what you need to conquer the overwhelming circumstances and events of your life? Those things are deceptive distractions and possess all the healing power of a miniscule band-aid following open heart surgery.
“Lead me to the rock that is higher than I …”
The second word of advice that is discernable in David’s prayer is that we all need God to lead us. We need Him to take us by our human hands and then to guide us with His divine hands to a higher place. He always wisely leads His children to a more secure vantage point than the circumstances of life are able to offer. The benefit of standing on a rock that is taller than I am is that I am above my circumstances and therefore can see them from heaven’s perspective.
One of the most destructive mistakes that any of us can make during moments of overwhelming madness is to be led by our emotions. Anger and impatience will do damage to relationships that may be difficult to repair. I must humbly realize that my emotions often lie to me but God will lead me in triumph even in overwhelming times … especially in overwhelming times.
“For You have been a refuge for me, a tower of strength against the enemy …”
When you are feeling overwhelmed, focus not on what is causing the irritation or annoyance but begin to declare Who God is. Remove your eyes from your circumstances and set your mind, mouth and gaze on the only One Who is able to help you! God is your safe place and will strongly protect you against the enemy forces of busyness, difficult relationships, a failing economy, health challenges and priorities. He is more than able!
“Let me dwell in Your tent forever; Let me take refuge in the shelter of Your wings.”
There is no safer, more peaceful place to be than abiding in Him and with Him. When I linger in His presence and enjoy the safety of His Word, the overwhelming things of this earth truly grow strangely dim. When His nearness overshadows all that calls my name, I am at peace at last. The life that He gives is the life that I have dreamed about and longed for.
His presence miraculously empowers me to face another day of the demanding details of life. The Word of God powerfully protects me and shields me from the rapid fire of life’s demands. Prayer helps me to wisely focus on that which is eternal and not on that which merely stirs up a raucous.
So … the next time that you or I find ourselves in similar and overwhelming circumstances … let’s not walk but run to Him and all that He is! I resolve to take a break from this mad, mad, mad, mad world and to set my heart where it has always belonged … in Him.
While others are juggling the voices, the tirade and the insistence of this temporary world, I will be the one with my hands in air, gaze fixed on heaven and crying with gut-wrenching desperation, “HELP!”
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Are you overwhelmed yet? Would you read ANY of these lists and actually believe that the insight could change your life in any significant way?!
What other lists are out there with the guarantee to change some aspect of your obviously less than perfect life? How about these …
37 Things You’ll Regret When You’re Old
10 Things Successful People Do on Monday Mornings
23 Signs You Are Secretly An Introvert
36 Things That Are Going to Make You Feel Ancient
18 Things Everyone Should Start Making Time for Again
It’s true … I spotted all of these condescending, brilliant, too-good-to-be true lists on Facebook in a 24-hour period.
I timed myself.
When I realized that I saw this hysterical trend developing, I decided to make my own lists of lists.
There I sat … paralyzed by the glow from my computer screen with a pen and piece of notebook paper beside me. Every time a new list popped up, I read and documented said list.
For 24 hours I made my own list of the epidemic lists that I saw posted on social media. And what you have read today is the kind of stuff that my desperate friends were posting. Oh … but I’m not done yet …
10 Reasons I Keep My House Clean
5 Ways to Be Unsatisfied with Your Church
10 Marriage Tips Every Wife Needs to Hear
20 Things My Mom Was Right About
6 Harsh Truths That Will Make You A Better Person
You are either highly frustrated right now … feel like a miserable failure knowing that you will never amount to anything at all … or … like me … you are laughing hysterically!!
Can you do it … can you read just a few more of the titles of lists that I discovered on social media? And then I will get to my point … I promise!
Top 10 Mistakes Christian Parents of Teens Make
32 Cheap and Easy Backyard Ideas that are Borderline Genius
10 Things Successful People Do Differently To Reach Their Dreams
But I have saved the very best for last:
2014 Is Going To Be My Year Now That I Know These 89 Genius Solutions to Simple Problems
Stop gagging RIGHT NOW … because I have one significant thing to say to you!
All you really need is Jesus. All you really need is more of Him and more of His presence.
For me, this has never been and will never be a get-rich quick scheme or a religious platitude. It is not a spiritual band-aid nor is it a condescending panacea.
Knowing Jesus gives me a life bigger than life. Spending time in His dear presence is all I need to battle any giant … move any mountain … or discover any wisdom or truth.
Spending my life knowing Him … loving Him … giving to Him … talking to Him … listening to Him … is better than any diet, any idea, any worldly solution or any regret that I will encounter this side of eternity.
“One thing have I asked of the Lord and that shall I seek; that I may dwell in the house of the Lord all the days of my life, to behold the beauty of the Lord and to meditate in His temple.” – Psalm 27:4
If you want me to make it practical for you … let me put it this way …
In 2014, whether you are a teen-ager or just one breath away from eternity, open your Bible and enjoy His presence, His power and His wisdom.
Whether you are the mother of 19 kids and counting … or are experiencing the lonely pain of an empty nest … or are walking through the wilderness of infertility … what you need to help you get through these days is the joy that is found in the Word of God.
Whether you make a six-figure income or are standing in line for your next unemployment check, your validation in life will come from knowing Him and not from what you do or do not earn.
In 2014, whether you are married or single … divorced or planning the wedding of your dreams … a widow or on your honeymoon … what you need to feel unconditionally loved, is to know His love that surpasses all others.
If we are going to number anything at all, the Bible tells us to number our days and apply our hearts to wisdom.
“So teach us to number our days that we may apply our hearts unto wisdom.” – Psalm 90:12
What does it mean in to “number our days”? The Hebrew word for “number” is the word “manah” and it means to “count, number assign, prepare or tell”.
Rather than reading the noxious lists on Facebook or Twitter, why don’t we spend our days numbering our days?
Buy a calendar for the new year … and begin to fill its pages with what God has shown you … what you have planned … what you long to accomplish with your life … scriptures to memorize … people who need encouragement … books to read … books to write … the lyrics of songs that have touched you. The possibilities are endless!
When the calendar year then turns to 2015, you will have a diary of all that happened of significance in your life during 2014. You will look back and see the hand of God and hear His voice every day of the calendar year. You will have numbered your days in the very best way possible!
I have always loved eavesdropping on conversations that Jesus had with those He loved while He was on planet earth. One afternoon, He had a teaching moment with 2 women by the name of Martha and Mary. They were sisters but oh! So completely different from one another … as sisters often are!
Martha was the type-A girl … she got the job done! There was no mountain of laundry she couldn’t tackle, no crowd of men she couldn’t feed and no person whom she wouldn’t boss around. She was one take-charge, intimidating glob of estrogen!
Mary was the quieter sister … perhaps an introvert … who had found great meaning and sustenance by simply sitting at the feet of Jesus. It might not have seemed like she accomplished very much … but perhaps, in reality, she had learned the secret of numbering her days.
“But the Lord answered and said to her, “Martha, Martha, you are worried and bothered about so many things; but only one thing is necessary, for Mary has chosen the good part which shall not be taken away from her.” – Luke 10:41 & 42
My prayer for you in 2014 is that you will number your days not read lists. I pray that you will choose the one thing that will make your life count for eternity. I pray that you will know the One to Whom everyone and everything else will someday bow.
Happy New Year from Just Joy! Ministries!! Are you ready to move into the
year 2014 with all of God’s promises and plans for your life?
Have you ever treasured a memory so deeply in your soul that not only does your mind recall the facts of the moment but your heart also is instantly tied to the memory with intense and poignant feelings?
Such is the memory that I have of a December evening when I was only 6 years old …
I attended kindergarten that morning in the one room schoolhouse that was just around the corner and up the street from the safe haven of my home. I lived in that century old home with my mom and dad, my older sister, a younger brother who loved to tease, a collie named Lassie and a white cat named Tinkerbell.
It was a snowy, wintery day in Western New York and I had spent the after school hours sledding with my older sister and with the “redheads” from across the street. My toes were nearly frostbitten from the time happily spent in the sub-freezing elements. My mother, after taking off all of my snow-caked outer garments at the door, handed me a fresh nightgown that had been warmed in the dryer. She then stood me on top of our old-fashioned register where the heat came blazing up from the basement furnace.
My mom put “The King Family Christmas Album” on our record player so that I would have Christmas music to listen to while I was slowly warmed from the tiny register holes.
I revolved around in a little girl circle while the heat found its way to warm my numb toes, raw fingers and red nose. While facing one direction, I saw the piano sitting in the corner of the oversized room; in another direction, I saw the dining room table bedecked for Christmas in true 1960’s fashion; and in the third direction I looked into my parents’ bedroom and at their huge canopy bed.
The fourth view that completed my slow rotation was out the front windows of my home and at the Post Office across the street. I remember that the snow was gently falling down around the little brown building which was truly no more than a glorified shack of governmental importance. The postmaster, Mr. Hawley, had just the day before strung lights around the roof and windows of the US Post Office located directly across the street from my girlhood home.
My slow circle stopped the moment that I looked across the street at the obscure building.
As the King Family sang of city sidewalks, chestnuts roasting and finally about a Baby Boy, I stopped my circling and just stared, transfixed at the beauty of the brown building surrounded by Christmas lights.
I remember placing my hand on my chest because what I was experiencing in that moment was so wonderful and grand that it made my heart hurt. As I wiped the tears away from my no longer frozen cheeks, my mom walked into the room.
“Why, Carol!” she exclaimed. “Why are you crying? Are you not feeling well?”
I didn’t even realize until that moment that there were tears on my cheeks. I responded, “Mom … it’s all so beautiful. It makes my heart hurt.”
The joy from my heart was leaking out of my eyes and down my innocent cheeks. A little brown shingled building … decorated with Christmas lights … made my heart hurt.
And with repeating those words to you today … I can still feel the glorious pain all over again.
Christmas is so beautiful … so filled with wonder and glory … that it makes my heart hurt to this very day.
When Christmas lights up the ordinariness of my feeble attempt at life, the raw marvel paints a picture of stunning impact. When viewed without the message of the manger, my life is truly just a shack of little significance and certain obscurity.
However, when I dress my life in the majesty of the manger and with the glory of the angel’s song it is then that I become who I was always made to be. When the human hut of my life is changed by the purpose of the manger and by the star that led the way to His dear presence, I realize why my heart aches for something more than this world offers.
Even now … the joy of Christmas is leaking out of my eyes and my wizened heart hurts with the joy of it all.
Has the joy of Christmas changed you? Have you allowed the miracle of the manger to decorate the humdrum of your life? My prayer for you this year is that you will take a moment out of the busyness … and away from the craziness… and observe with no distractions what the glory of Christmas is truly all about.
I hope that you will warm yourself with the joy of His presence. I hope that you will hear the angels’ song and that your heart will constrict in sheer and joyous pain.
I pray that you will have a moment when the joy of Christmas leaks out of your eyes and onto your face.
Your life was always meant to be more than a shack … a hovel … a hut of humanity. Your life was meant to be the showplace of Christmas every day of every year.
Merry Christmas with joy –
The men and women in the story of Christ‘s birth…gave more than they could afford…in order to be involved in the plan of God. What are you giving this year?
Our sacrifice of praise means giving thanks…even when you feel there is nothing to be thankful for.