I flipped open my journal this morning intent upon pouring my heart out on another empty page, and there it was. An entry from months ago. Not so much an account of my daily life, but a prayer really. One I had forgotten.
I stopped and read.
It began with this heart-wrenching question: “Am I a wound dresser?”
(There were more questions.)
“Is a wound dresser called from their birth?” Is this, “…proclaiming liberty to the captives?”
This old entry stopped me in my tracks.
When did I ask God these questions?
(Three months ago.)
I had forgotten these questions.
I had also forgotten the prayer tucked in between.
“Oh, Abba, proclaim liberty to me! Let me, “no longer be termed Forsaken, nor my land Desolate.” Let me be, “called Hephzibah (my delight) and my land Beulah (married).” [Isaiah 62:4]
Isn’t that the cry of every captive heart?
“Turn my mourning into dancing God!”
I had forgotten these questions; forgotten praying this prayer.
How comforting it is to know, that though we may forget, God never does.
Then God asked me a question:
“Can a woman forget…?” [Isaiah 49:15]
“Ummm, yes.” my heart whispered.
(I had forgotten.)
Then God said,
“… yes, they may forget, yet I will not forget thee.” [Isaiah 49:15]
“Yes,” I thought. “Definitely comforting.”
Dear Captive, God will not forget you either, or your prayers. He says,
“Behold, I have graven thee upon the palms of my hands; thy walls are continually before me.” [Isaiah 49:16]
Your “walls” may wall you in, making you a captive, but they cannot wall God out.
(And those prayers of yours?)
He hasn’t forgotten a single one.
What God has begun in you?
He will finish.
The DREAM~MAKER’S Promise:
“looking unto Jesus, the author and finisher of our faith, who for the joy that was set before Him endured the cross, despising the shame, and has sat down at the right hand of the throne of God.” Hebrews 12:2 NKJV
The Caterpillar’s Prayer:
LORD, sometimes I become so consumed with my own distress over this captivity, my own failure, that I completely lose sight of You and Your promises. (Nevermind my own prayers… I forget so easily… that You are the answer to every need and heart cry! Help me to remember each day, through all of the delays, that You are always working for my good, and for the very best in my life, to bring Your plans to pass.
You don’t forget a single prayer! The answer is on the way. Thank you Abba for reminding me again, “… it won’t be overdue a single day.” Habakkuk 2:3 TLB
Women With Destiny 