What Promises Are You Waiting to Come?

When Abraham was 75 years, God promised to give him descendants that would create a great nation.
Now the LORD had said unto Abram, Get thee out of thy country, and from thy kindred, and from thy father's house, unto a land that I will shew thee: And I will make of thee a great nation, and I will bless thee, and make thy name great; and thou shalt be a blessing: Genesis 12:1-2
It was hard for me to leave Jacksonville. I had phone, internet, USPS and a car to keep me connected to it. Abraham left it ALL behind- country, kindred and his father's house (which represents inheritance.) THEN God would make of him a great nation.
At age 99, Abraham was still waiting. Still he did not go back to his old familiar life. He believe in God Almighty - El Shaddai- whose very name refers to His all sufficiency and mighty power to accomplish His promises.
God's ways are not often ours. He asked Abraham to circumcise ALL boys and men in his household including himself.
Can you even fathom undergoing circumcision at age 99? Yet God always asks us to cut away the flesh before He can use us to fulfill His will for our lives.
Each of us must get before God and ask what fleshly thing must be cut from our life to better serve Him?
I know what mine is. Do you know what He is asking you to cut away?
Painful?
I guarantee it.
Furthermore we have had fathers of our flesh which corrected [us], and we gave [them] reverence: shall we not much rather be in subjection unto the Father of spirits, and live? For they verily for a few days chastened [us] after their own pleasure; but he for [our] profit, that [we] might be partakers of his holiness. Now no chastening for the present seemeth to be joyous, but grievous: nevertheless afterward it yieldeth the peaceable fruit of righteousness unto them which are exercised thereby. Hebrews 12:9-11

Keeping on His Path

I am blessed that I have known Jesus since a little girl. I grew up in church. I grew up memorizing lots of scripture.

When I turned from God and found myself in a pit, that scripture bubbled up and placed His light, His hope before me. I wish I could say that I immediately turned around and embraced truth, but no, I wallowed in the pig pen for a season disillusioned by the very church and Christians that I thought would love me unconditionally.

That is the lie from the pit. It focuses on what others could have, should have done, instead of what the Father has done and wants to do.

Now when I minister to others, I ask them to focus on His answers, not their disappointments. People will always let you down, because they are just that- people. They may not even do it intentionally. Only God can truly judge their heart.

Now as I put one foot in front of another in my own journey, I am challenged to keep my eyes on my Father. At any point, I can focus on what seems like a mass of colored threads running this way and that or I can keep my eyes on Him knowing that I am just seeing the underside of a beautiful tapestry that He is weaving out of my life as I surrender each thread.

It is only by yielding my every "thread," even my whys and any remaining independence, giving Him complete control of even my questions of how, when and why not, can He weave it to the picture He sees.

I am a miracle. More than once I have been told I would not live. I am His creation, a trophy of His grace.

Life is a journey. Many observe our walk. What story does it tell?

For we walk by faith, not by sight... 2 Cor. 5:7