It is easy in captivity to focus on the “iron bars” that fence me in or the “iron chains” that bind me—my adverse adversaries.
They are there each day to mock my heart’s longing for freedom.
We all have them.
Some to a much greater degree; some to a lesser.
But I believe our adversities are tailor-made for us by a God who sees us, who hears us, who knows us, intimately.
I am His creation after all. My life is naked and bare before Him. Certainly my adversity cannot escape His notice?
So why has this famine come and parked itself at my door?
Why is it that I still live in Habakkuk’s Vineyard after so many years?
Is my sin worse than someone else’s?
(Of course you have.)
God told me this was coming… did He tell you?
He gave me two scriptures to act as my support through some of the first very dark days.
Isaiah 43:2, When you pass through the waters, I will be with you; and through the rivers, they shall not overflow you. When you walk through the fire, you shall not be burned, nor shall the flame scorch you.
1 Peter 5:10, But may the God of all grace, who called us to His eternal glory by Christ Jesus, after you have suffered a while, perfect, establish, strengthen and settle you.
To me they said, “The fire and flood are coming, but one day, I will make an end. And you will be stronger than you have ever been before.
You know what? I am.
That is “the iron” I focus on now. Not my adversity.
Oh, it’s still there, but you know what it has brought?
Iron to my faith.
(Mine used to wobble a bit)
Adversity has taught me nothing can separate me from the love of God. There is iron in my backbone. (I once had so many fears.)
Nothing like facing your worst fear to conquer it!
Yes, the iron is there.
I am much stronger now, inside.
No one is more amazed than I am… and I am thankful… very thankful.
The DREAM~MAKER’S Promise:
He gives power to the weak, and to those who have no might He increases strength. Isaiah 40:29 NKJV
A Caterpillar’s Prayer:
Father, there was a time I didn’t believe I would ever see any good in all the bad that has happened, but today I see, a little. Enough for my heart to whisper a tiny, “thank you.” It may be with eyes that are flooded with tears… but it’s a start.