“This will be a year of breakthrough,” the Lord said. I took it he was referring to work and ministry. January brought fresh excitement. I thought I could turn everything that was messy and broken and difficult around, just as easy as I turned the calendar page.
Six months in and we meet July. She is unrelenting. Her weather is erratic, both the heat and rain equally unforgiving. Dust has settled, dreams have shrunk. What good are dreams if they keep shrinking in size to meet the present circumstances?
Six months in and I find more brokenness than breakthroughs in my life. But I know that this very brokenness is the path to breakthrough. And I’ve got to trust that while I come face to face with all that’s broken in me, God will not let me be crushed. No, he is building me.
It’s the middle of the year and there’s still time before the next. Time to dig in, dig deep, get down to processing with the Lord. I’m asking myself questions to which the answers I’m not sure I’m brave enough to face.
Six months in, and every sunset is still beautiful, and He is still faithful.
2 Corinthians 4
16 Therefore we do not lose heart. Though outwardly we are wasting away, yet inwardly we are being renewed day by day. 17 For our light and momentary troubles are achieving for us an eternal glory that far outweighs them all. 18 So we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen, since what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal.