A little over a year ago, my dear friend Anna Smit asked me to pray with her about a website that she felt the Lord was asking her to open. It would be a space where those who had traveled a prodigal path, and those who were praying for loved ones on a prodigal path, could join together to be encouraged in the Lord. I was so excited to see how the Lord would bring blessings to that space. I just did not envision the blessings that He was going to bring to ME as I joined in with Anna, even as I shared a poem He had gifted me on that very first post in September 2017.
If you’ve been following me here, you might remember many posts that I was blessed to share at Beloved Prodigal. The Lord brought up from the deep places of my heart the stories of His carrying me in my prayers for my own sons when they had been on a wandering path. In those sharing times, God gave me such beautiful moments of seeing how utterly faithful He had been to us. In being part of the team, I have been so blessed to come alongside others who are walking those same paths now, and to join them in lifting their prayers to Jesus.
But as the team sought direction for God’s guidance this past summer, I was so overwhelmed at the ways my heart had become so woven together with the dear women of Beloved Prodigal, and with my very dear friend Anna. He has brought us through so much together, and He has allowed us to truly lift each other to the Lord through so many prayers. Click here to read the precious post shared today by friend Gayl S. Wright who has been part of the Beloved Prodigal Team also.
I wondered at the direction He was giving, when we each heard the words, Death and Resurrection. I had been through so many other “deaths” of ministries that I had been involved with in Leadership roles. Was this going to be another painful loss?
Oh, but what the enemy may have meant for harm, God has used for so much good! Through this time of Death and Resurrection, God has brought such healing to me for all of those past times of loss. His ways are not like ours, for the way of the Cross brings us to those places of laying down our own plans and visions. It is in that dying to self, even for things that have been so good, that God will truly birth His new life, resurrecting beauty for ashes.
“and provide for those who grieve in Zion— to bestow on them a crown of beauty instead of ashes, the oil of joy instead of mourning, and a garment of praise instead of a spirit of despair. They will be called oaks of righteousness, a planting of the Lord for the display of his splendor.” Isaiah 61:3 NIV
I invite you to follow me over to the Beloved Prodigal website one more time, to read Anna’s words as she shares about the journey of God’s leading through Beloved Prodigal. Click here to read today’s post at Beloved Prodigal and to hear about some of the “New” that God has been birthing through this process of dying.
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