So I decided to combine day 2 and 3 because I can sum it all up in one tiny yet perfect word.....DUH!
Continuing on the story with Hannah (1 Samuel 1: 1-20) so far, we know she is broken, she is sad, and she could careless what others thought of the funk that she was in. I admire that. Her husband, the neighborhood, the other people looking on....she could care less what they all thought about her. The last time I felt free like Hannah was when I turned it all over to God....really. And the blessings poured out. I remember thinking I had let it all go....but I didn't. I just let God borrow it. Let Him have it for awhile....yet I kept a leash on it and reeled it in when I felt I could control it my way.
These are the reasons why I love Jen's Bible Study! I can reflect over and over again about how wonderful God has been and how AWESOME He is!!
Day 2 talks about us being an HONEST MESS! Amen? I am a mess! If you could be a fly on the wall in my house...you would know what I am taking about. I am not always honest about it. Yesterday is the perfect example. I walked into work and my heart was full. Torrance was in so much pain and Natalee had been trying to fight a cold since Sunday. So I didn't really have it all together. I was relieved when I saw the position I was working in and felt a smile come across my face. But all my shift said to me was "how are you?" and I lost it! I became a honest mess. I felt safe at that moment to do so! I am not sure why but I did. I turned to her and said "Jess I am having a really crappy day and if we are over in hours, I volunteer to be cut and...." sob sob sob. "Sorry Jess, I try really hard to check my crap at the door but it is too hard today." sob sob sob. She was extremely professional yet compassionate. "Dawn, you do a good job at that. I will tell your next shift you volunteer. And we will go from there." She didn't hug me. She asked what was going on and if there was anything she personally could do and that I needed to stop apologizing for crying and having bad day. It was refreshing! Refreshing to be an honest mess...and not care what Jess thought of me. I ended up coming home to check on the family for dinner and returned to work.
God wants to hear of our Honest Mess too!!! Everyday. He should be our co-worker, our friend, our everything. "
Hannah's bitterness is the type of bitterness that cannot be contained. When your grief is so overwhelming, you fear it may kill you." Jen writes. Yeah been there. Gone back there a few times. And I probably will go there again. But God wants us like that. A mess. He wants to be able to hold us.He can handle anything that you throw at Him. He is God! "
You are his daughters, not his name less subject".
I have to ask myself sometimes, how am I doing with my relationship with God? Does it look like a to do list or is more like me picking up the phone and calling Him? Cause if I ain't talking to God, I can promise you I am not talking to anyone. Not even my closest friends...or family. I am a mess...and it isn't honest.
Day three talks about Unclenched Jaws...you know the kind...the kind that gives you a headache or the kind of muscle tension that requires some wine. Ya know what I mean.
"Why is it so hard to release your extreme headaches to God?" Jen asks. I am really having a hard time answering that. If I look at the story of Hannah again....she sobbed and weeped and let her grief be real. I have to admire Hannah. she brought it to God. Not to anyone else. Not to the point of anger, self loathing, not to condemnation and shame. My pain takes me to places that I don't want to go.
Jen is really speaking to me here. God picked the right days for it to be Hannah's story. Hannah released her pain to God. She unclenched her fists. She had to let her dream go. And God, well kept it safe.
"God wants your hope because He alone can fulfill it." WOW!! That is powerful to me. Jen also writes, which I completely agree with,
"God's dream for you go well beyond your comprehension." I have learned over time and forget over time that I need to become unclenched more. Release my honest mess of a life at times to God.
In conclusion, I am happy to be reminded about my relationship with God. I am happy to be told to be an honest mess. I wouldn't be myself if I wasn't. And my dear readers, thank you for letting me be honest. Thank you for letting me be a mess and tell you all the yuck in my life. You also need to realize that God is there for you too! HE wants your mess too.