Believe

It's a struggle, this believing God.

If I follow Him, I must believe Him, but so often I wander off like my husband does in Walmart. I'll be talking away and look back and a stranger is laughing at me.  Up and down the aisles I go, wondering if I'd been talking so much that I hadn't heard him say he was going somewhere else, wondering if I missed his cue that he was turning?  Sometimes it's me sometimes it's him, but without fail, it happens every time we go to the store.

 Following God is not easy.

It's anything but. The walking through the valley of the shadow of death is a little tougher than winding around the produce aisle refraining from taking pictures for The People of Walmart site.  The rejoicing in our suffering? Is there anything harder?

In my Visual Prayers, I'm often drawn to repeat a concept over and over. The colors, the tree, the word. I'm offering a visual sacrifice of Thanksgiving. Sometimes there are not prayer words that express the longing in my heart, the ache I have to obey, to just simply obey instead of offering a sacrifice. Again.

I suppose we're all prone to wander. I hope that, under the Shepherd's watch, we stay within within His voice.

"I believe. Help me in my unbelief!"

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michelle pendergrass is trying so hard to obey and believe.

Comments

[Momma Mindy]

Thank you for this beautiful post today. I so needed to hear this and echo your prayer at the end. It's easy to memorize Psalm 23 when you're a hopeful kid in Sunday School, it's harder to walk through the valley and still have hope. And yes, you're right, we're the ones who have wandered off. He is faithful! We just forget...

[Michelle Pendergrass]

It's really hard to write the things I don't want to admit, y'know? But then I do because the urge from the Holy Spirit is so strong, and then someone like you says the beautiful things you said and I bow in complete humility before the Throne. Thank you for your encouragement...I needed it.