Note to self: Tuesdays. Blog.
That's the plan, anyway. A plan I failed to carry out over the last two weeks. All I can say for myself is I'm learning to juggle the new school year as a single mother. But good news everyone, this year I'm not merely praying for the strength to breathe in and out and abstain from crying as I drive my son to school.
Nope, this year is different. This year I'm different . . . because God is the same yesterday, today, and forever. In the refuge of His wings, I discovered His strength in the midst of my weaknesses. But the fulfillment of this promise didn't look like I'd hoped it would.
I wanted it to be graceful, which is to say, I wanted to appear graceful. Strong. A Christian woman in a crisis, chin held high, whose monumental faith spared her from what Oprah refers to as "the ugly cry."
"And then there's Maude."
Fun Fact: Maude was a television series that aired in the 70's, starring the late Bea Arthur. Maude was unconventional. A tell-it-like-it-is woman.
This is a woman I can relate to. I absolutely detest injustice of every sort. And because God created me this way, He responded to my prayers by empowering me to cry for a longer season than I would have allowed myself to cry. He opened my eyes and asked me to take a long, hard, honest look at what I'd endured leading up to my divorce.
He Loves me. He loves me not. HE NEVER LOVED ME.
If you get a chance, read Ephesian 5 today, we'll unpack it tomorrow.
You are not alone,
Published on Monday, September 8, 2014 @ 8:55 AM CDT