this past weekend i had the opportunity to watch some of the fittest athletes in the country compete on a scale that was unfathomable to me. it was inspiring to see what the human body was capable of doing with the right training. and challenging because i couldn’t help but wonder if i’ve truly tested my limits.
i value strength…
strength of character (integrity)
strength of mind (believing Truth)
strength of heart (keeping feelings composed)
strength of body (exercising self control)
and i’ve (mistakenly) prided myself on my own strength. at the beginning of the year, the Lord gave me three words that would be the theme of 2012. the words were
STAND
STEADFAST
STRONG
i found myself excited at the prospect of what the words could mean! here i thought that they were a mark of where i had come, who i had become and that i had arrived at the next level… (as if there are?!)
silly me.
thinking there was set me on a path this year that has shown me how tired i get standing, that i am not as steadfast in my thinking and decision-making as i would have hoped, and that i am weak. vulnerable. there is no strength in cynthia jean fjell. it was a harsh reality to face.
when i try to stand on my own
: i find that i am a woman who has made many mistakes and continues to make them.
: i am aware of my own inadequacies, the flaws in my character, the deep needs that haunt me from within.
: i am selfish – a girl who wants things she cannot have and throws tantrums.
: i am self-centered – thinking only of me and not how it will affect those around me.
: i am self-seeking – looking for that which will add value to my life.
: i find that my spirit loses to my flesh and all that is valuable to me is trumped by the immediate – what is presented to me.
: i find that i am unaware of the enemy and how he is trying to take me out.
STRENGTH.
“the joy of the Lord gives me strength….”
a couple of days ago, in the midst of my weariness, two friends prayed over me. after, one friend was staring at me with wide eyes. she told me that she’d hadn’t experienced anything like that before. experienced what, i asked. ”cindy, as i laid my hands on you i could feel so much light and warmth.” she shook her head as if in disbelief (mind you, she is hesitant about things like this)… “i could feel how delighted the Lord is in you. you have no idea how much He delights in you. i wish i could show you what i just saw.”
“the joy of the Lord gives me strength…”
so I asked the Lord to show me what gives Him joy.
and its me. its us.
we give Him joy. and as we feel His delight in us, we find our strength.
we STAND firm knowing that He loves us. we are STEADFAST because He is faithful to us.
and we are STRONG because He is strong. and He has made a home in me. in you. in us.
these are the things that He longs to create in us – so that we can be warriors for His kingdom.
to fight, but it no longer leads to weariness and defeat.
rather, the fight challenges, energizes and inspires us… He does this for us.
oh, to have the strength of a warrior.
Your warrior.
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