I crave sunshine.
Even though I can easily become over-heated, I still follow the sunshine around, and refuse to pull all of the blinds closed during the hot summer time.
I crave the light.
During the long dark days of winter, you might find me leaving lights on in an empty room, just so that I don’t have to walk into a dark room. I know, I know, this is not happy for the budget. 😉
Did I mention that I crave the sunny days?
So as I have heard Jesus calling me into the shade places, I have resisted. Hasn’t the struggle been long enough, Lord? Isn’t it time to enjoy the blue sky of summer now? Isn’t this what I have been waiting for?
At last week’s Rheumatologist appointment, we looked over my medication history, as usual. My body does not take kindly to the standard route of treatment. So we are faced with the possibility that our options are becoming very slim. I begin yet another trial this week, and if I am going to be honest, I am weary of it all.
Do you crave the light also?
Are you weary of the trudging that this world asks of us?
I heard another invitation today, in the midst of my resisting. I have been reluctant to face the woodland edge of our property this year, because my husband and I have not been up to the usual pruning that is required to keep back the encroaching wildness. But to that very edge is where the invitation was ushered.
We’ve been paying kind neighbors to mow the lawn, so the grass was soft beneath my feet, as the trees made a canopy over my head. There in the hushed stillness, the invitation could not be ignored any longer.
I am the light of this world, but I have created the shade as well, my daughter. I save my choicest gifts for some of the hardest places.
And I knew that I could not resist the shade of His presence any longer.
Like an apple tree among the trees of the forest
is my beloved among the young men.
I delight to sit in his shade,
and his fruit is sweet to my taste. Song of Songs 2:3 NIV
What if my weary searching for sunshine has blinded my eyes to the gifts reserved for resting?
What if my longing to be filled with strength has only come so that I would long ever more deeply for the Sufficient Strength of the Holy One?
I long to dwell in your tent forever
and take refuge in the shelter of your wings. Psalm 61:4
I heard the stirring of those wings above me. In the edges of the woodland glade, the birds roost and sing to each other. There are days I can feel their echoing sounds deep within my own chest. For I know that after all these many decades, I am only a small bird, the daughter of my King. It is HIS shade I want to run to now, HIS wings under which I take refuge. There before me lay gifts of such beauty that could bloom only in the shade.
Have you heard the rustle of those wings overhead?
If so, would you join me in praying?
Dear Lord Jesus,
Thank you that you have longed to gather us under your wings, and to give us your protection in the shady places. Would You let us hear Your voice, sweetly calling to us? Would You soften our hearts to lay down our own images of strength and sunny days? We admit that we are so weary of the search. We come into Your presence now, and we bow before You here. In the shadow of Your wings is where we find our peace. In Your presence is our life.
In Your holy name we pray,
In obedience to His calling, I will be taking a blogging break for all of July. I will still be visiting at your spaces as the Lord allows, and sharing at my Instagram and Facebook pages now and then also.
May you have a Blessed Summer!
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