God goes with me wherever I go;
My home is wherever I am.
God goes with me wherever I go;
My home is wherever I am.
Here is a prayer I said every morning and every night for months. It really helped me remember my connection to God while I was struggling to find some peace and recovery:
God, I give thanks to you forever (psalms 31:12)
You cover me with your feathers;
Shelter me beneath your wings. (Psalms 91:4)
Your promises are my armor and protection (Psalms 91:5).
You are my strength and my song —
You give me victory! (Isaiah 12:2)
Christ makes His home in my hearts as I trust you
My roots grow deep in your love,
You keep me strong. (Ephesians 3:17)
Christ lives in me, and you assure me that I share
in His Glory (Colossians 2:27b).
I pray that you continually grow me
to use my freedom to serve others
in love. (Galatians 5:13).
I pray and thank you that I share in your abundance
as you send one blessing after another (John 1:16)
Thanks to Jesus for revealing God to us (John 1:18).
God, I lift up my children to you.
Protect them every day,
And draw them closer and closer to you.
I pray for the resources to provide a home for my family.
And above all, that your will be done.
Send your Holy Spirit to all who long to know you
and to all who suffer.
Renew our spirits, God.
Friends: A few of you suggested Scripture in regard to guarding our hearts. I have read these words and realize there is always a balance — guard our hearts in an earthly manner, but do not be discouraged, since God is at work in all that we see, and we do not know His reasons or His eternal perspective. Here are two verses for you. And at the end, some music to give you strength and hope!
Advice from Proverbs 4:
23 Above all else, guard your heart,
for it is the wellspring of life.
24 Put away perversity from your mouth;
keep corrupt talk far from your lips.
25 Let your eyes look straight ahead,
fix your gaze directly before you.
26 Make level paths for your feet
and take only ways that are firm.
27 Do not swerve to the right or the left;
keep your foot from evil.
And mighty encouragement from 2Chronicles, Chapter 20:
13 As all the men of Judah stood before the Lord with their little ones, wives, and children, 14 the Spirit of the Lord came upon one of the men standing there. His name was Jahaziel son of Zechariah, son of Benaiah, son of Jeiel, son of Mattaniah, a Levite who was a descendant of Asaph.
15 He said, “Listen, all you people of Judah and Jerusalem! Listen, King Jehoshaphat! This is what the Lord says: Do not be afraid! Don’t be discouraged by this mighty army, for the battle is not yours, but God’s. 16 Tomorrow, march out against them. You will find them coming up through the ascent of Ziz at the end of the valley that opens into the wilderness of Jeruel. 17 But you will not even need to fight. Take your positions; then stand still and watch the Lord’s victory. He is with you, O people of Judah and Jerusalem. Do not be afraid or discouraged. Go out against them tomorrow, for the Lord is with you!”
When you are feeling unsure of Victory, play this and sing along!
Sometimes the level of upheavel in my life reaches crazy proportions. At least it feels that way. I always stop myself there because I know that others have it worse. Somewhere, there’s someone with all of my problems and…they are homeless, or they are in an abusive relationship, or their child is missing, or someone has died. Just typing those things makes me realize my blessings, although that wasn’t my original intent in writing this morning.
It’s been like this over the past six months: I discovered my boys’ heroin use; I lost my job; my boyfriend retired from his job and then had major surgery; my boys’ drug use increased in severity; i came down with a serious health problem that requires several expensive tests to diagnose; I started a new job; my son was arrested and spent time in jail; my son went to rehab; my other son suffered regular panic attacks; a serious conflict in my church led to several good friends and ministry partners leaving the church and much in-fighting among people I love; my boyfriend’s ex-wife tried to revoke his time with his children (and I promise, not for any good reason) and demands more money (trust me, she’s getting more than she needs); he leaves the state to look for a new job; I start Al-Anon and now, begin to face my ever-increasing debt that has accumulated throughout this past spring and summer; a bill shows up for my younger son’s drug counseling, which I had been told was going to be free.
Deep breath. Again, life is worse for many people. I don’t live in my car. I have a job now, with insurance. I’m healthy again. But you know, every now and then I just want to whine.
Oh yes, and my real point…when everything goes topsy turvy — seek God! I had a thought this morning. In the third chapter of Exodus, in the Bible, God gets Moses’ attention by speaking to him in the fire of a burning bush. The really unusual thing that got Moses’ attention about the bush was that, while it was on fire, it was not being consumed by the fire. Ha. I realized this morning that the bush represents more than God getting our attention in unusual circumstances. The bush is a sign to Moses of his future life with God. Because, my friends, doesn’t life reach those points where we feel like a burning bush — old, dried up, broken by the slightest wind? And yet, if we walk covered by the grace of God, we can be standing in the middle of the fire and NOT be consumed by it. This is the greatest hope!
So I say, thank God for God. Because on my own, I could not do this crazy living in any kind of a sane way.
Dan came home yesterday. I am happy to have him here. He is, right now, excited about staying with his program. He has an added incentive — staying out of jail. He has felony drug-related charges pending which will likely be deferred if he stays clean. But I believe he wants to do it for himself, and to help some of the other young people in this area–set a good example.
But the original Prodigal Son had a brother, didn’t he? And that brother wasn’t thrilled that dad killed the calf and had a celebration upon the brother’s return. Well, this son has a sister, Cathy, who is so angry about her brother coming home. She does not admit fear (fear that her brother will relapse and, sooner than later, kill himself with that needle). But she does confess anger and a real and growing doubt about God’s existence, or at least about God’s goodness. She asked me some tough questions. And my answers, which usually make sense to adults, did not do much for Catherine.
I have suggested Alateen; she refuses to go. She doesn’t see why she should have to make any effort to find a solution to something that she did not start. So she’s holding on to her anger right now, like an anchor. A heavy anchor.
Is there anyone out there who can give me info about Alateen and how to get this lovely, stubborn 15 y.o. to go? Any suggestions about how to talk to her about God in the midst of trouble? I’ve been a leader of adults in their search for faith, but I’m floundering with my own daughter!
As soon as I posted about feeling afraid, I was reminded of the studying and praying I have done around the issue of fear. I believe that if I fear anything other than God, I am giving power over that thing or that process. If I live in fear of Dan’s potential relapse, it is a signal to me that I am focusing on the power of heroin or the power of addiction rather than the power of God.
So instead of focusing on my fear, I will focus on the promises of God to love me, to save me from trouble, to deliver me from my own fears, and to carry me through every difficult time. The Bible tells us:
“Jeremiah 17:7-8 blessed is the man who trusts in the Lord, whose confidence is in him. He will be like a tree planted by the water, that sends out its roots by the stream. It does not fear when heat comes. Its leaves are always green. It has no worries in a year of drought, and never fails to bear fruit.”