Tuesday, June 3, 2014
This is me and my 2nd born. Little Samuel. Sweet thing. It wasn't too long after this photo, a few months later, a few little teeth later, the learning of one little word later…'mama', that he would start crying as soon as he realized I had left a room. Not just a whining-come back-I'm bored cry but a heart-breaking, belly-deep, where's-my-mama, she's-never-coming-back cry. "Mama-mama-mama" he would sob, as I quickly shoved the laundry in the dryer. It broke my heart to consider that in his baby-thinking, Mama might not be returning. I would rush back upstairs to pick up my little red-faced, tear-stained baby, soothing him with "Shhh...baby, Mama is here. Mama is here. Mama would never leave you." It wouldn't be long before his sobs would quiet and his chin would stop quivering and all would be right with the world again.
There's been seasons in my life where I've been much like a little Samuel.
"God? Where are You?"
"God? Have You left me?"
"God? Where did You go?"
My heart has cried out for Him but all I felt was silence.
I have longed for just one word from Him and nothing.
And I wondered if He had deserted me.
David wondered the same thing. Quite often. Read through the Psalms and you can see how many times David asked God; "Why have You forsaken me?"
Like a little Samuel, if we can't sense Him for a season, we think that He has gone from us, that He might never return.
Can I reassure you about something? Can I reassure myself (!) about something?
He promised NEVER to leave His children or forsake them.
His silence does not mean His absence.
Learn from David's experience…
"For I said in my haste, 'I am cut off before Your eyes;' (sound familiar?)
Nevertheless, You heard the voice of my supplications
when I cried out to You." (Psalms 31:22)
God hears you.
He loves you.
He is planning your future.
He is working all things out for your good.
He is arranging things you don't even know about.
He is with you.
Here's a song that a friend sent to me today. "Not for a Moment"
Not for a moment has He left you friend.
Posted by Christie S.E. Blackwood at 10:51 PM