Long journeys tend to lead to exhaustion. It’s a natural effect. We grow weary and start to take for granted the journey itself and the the vehicle that is carrying us. Whether that be a physical journey in a car or a spiritual one in which God takes us.
Shawn and I have a been on a long journey for the last several years. One in which God has taken what we were and not only redefined but recreated. Needless to say it’s been long and honestly very exhausting at times.
When God takes your heart and completely changes it into something different – something more like Him, weariness sets in. You begin to wonder when the stretching, tearing, purging will end. You forget that it is his faithfulness that is leading you.
You forget that His faithfulness is carrying and holding you through those incredibly hard times.
I was wrecked by the reminder of this faithfulness yesterday. A reminder that was like a wrecking ball to my weariness, my forgetfulness, and my lack of belief that He is speaking into us.
It was this day of all days that God intentionally took my tear streaked face in His hands and reassured me with great assurance that throughout these last several years He’s never allowed
me us to walk alone. He’s never once left us to fend for ourselves.
In our darkest moments, and in our most tear stained He was faithfully was there.