I'm sure you all have noticed that I have been gone a while. A long while. And trust me, that was not intended. I had regrettably allowed my life to become overloaded and when I realized I hadn't posted in several months I struggled getting back on. "What would I say?" "How would I word it?" "Should I lay it all out for the readers? No! That's too vulnerable." And so many more thoughts would race in and out of my head. I struggle with letting people know when I have a problem. I hate to sound like a Debbie Downer. That's not fair to anyone. We all have our own problems, why should I whine about
mine?
As it turns out, God was teaching me to be more vulnerable; with Him. I had allowed myself to become so busy that not only did I forget to blog and write, I had also allowed myself to become too busy to spend time in the Word and with Him. And many areas of my life paid dearly for it.
In May, I decided to take the leap and try to be an independent consultant for It Works! Fully knowing I am NOT a sales person in any way. But I truly felt like God was leading me there. So I took the leap. I gave it 3 months, and had to come to the realization that I had caused nothing but stress in my life and my friendships. I still feel that God had lead me to try it, but the lesson He was teaching me was not what I expected.
My husband and I work a lot with our youth group at church, particularly with the middle schoolers. We had faced so many encounters and growing points for both ends during those three months that I seriously began to feel drained. So many things would pop up that left us asking "Did God really want US to help with junior high?" So many times we felt unqualified to help them. It hurt. To want to help kids and feel like your hands were tied at the same time. It was frustrating. But we learned later He was teaching us something that we wouldn't have been able to learn any other way. (Yes, another lesson)
Right about the time I decided to leave It Works (August), my husband unexpectedly lost his job. I was heart broken, I was hurt, I was angry. This wouldn't have been the first time that happened, and I had that same old familiar fear that I was supposed to do everything. That my entire world just fell onto my shoulders and it was up to me to carry our tiny little family through. And it was at this time I realized I hadn't blogged in three months. I hadn't spent any time in the Word, and I definitely hadn't spent time with my Heavenly Father. Then the feelings of failure stepped in, along with worry, and doubt, and fear. Why hadn't I turned to God? Why didn't I let Him lead me through all the struggles?
Now, my marriage was on the rocks. I felt unqualified to teach students, and I was the sole financial support for my home. What on earth was I thinking?! But He softly reminded me that its never too late. He's always there, always eager to hear. I just simply had to turn to Him. I went to my husband, broken, and apologized profusely for everything that happened, and how I acted. Those 3 months were a nightmare, and we had the ability to keep it from going that far. We agreed we needed to make some changes. We began marriage mentoring, reading the Bible again, praying a lot more and together more.
We were going through the book of Job with our Sunday School class, and it had clicked one late night when I was sitting in my living room, laying it all out to God. Job had lost EVERYTHING. His kids, his crops and livestock (essentially, his job) and his wife kept urging him to curse God (I'm sure that didn't help him in any way). But he remained faithful, he admitted he was angry, and couldn't figure out what he did to deserve it, and still remained faithful. And in the end God blessed him more than he could have imagined. As I was praying I realized, we felt a lot like Job. Eric lost his job, we were struggling to make rent and buy groceries, and don't even get me started on gas prices those few weeks. We needed to remain faithful. (Yes, I woke Eric up to tell him these revelations.) He and I prayed so fervently the next few days. He went on a few interviews and was bugging everybody to follow up with the process, and still kept sending out applications.
The First day in September, when I was driving into work, I was praying and worshiping, and I felt God tell me to "Be still." I thought about it all day. Be still. So I threw my hands up, and said "Ok! I trust you." That same morning, Eric felt God tell him to stop sending out applications. And by that afternoon, we got a call. He had a job! We knew it was a good job, with great health benefits, and financial security. Little did we know, God was blessing us abundantly. He has been at this job over a month now, and we couldn't feel more blessed. We've been able to tithe and restart our mission faith promises. We've been able to pay rent, and buy groceries! And in a few months, we'll have health insurance and begin our annual visits to dentists, and eye exams and such.
Be still. So simple, and yet so powerful. When I felt like my life was turned upside down, it was like a tornado. I was just constantly going, and running, and trying to keep everything in tact, when all I had to do was "Be still." Now, our marriage is stronger, our quiet times are constant, we still LOVE working with the youth, and when struggles come, they don't seem so catastrophic.
Psalm 46:10
He says, “Be still, and know that I am God;
I will be exalted among the nations,
I will be exalted in the earth.”