I'm 30 today.
I know, for most
of you, that's no big deal. I didn't think it would be either, but it's definitely
jarring, recognizing my mortality and all that jazz.
Last week, an
older woman from my church came to visit, originally about raising
five-year-old girls with ten-year-old-girl attitudes. We ended up talking about
my post-partum depression and what I'm doing about it. Am I exercising? Am I
eating right? Am I reading
God's Word?
The answer to all
of those questions was 'no', but the last ‘no’ became ‘mmm...not as much as I
should be...’. I used to make reading the Bible a priority and it was sometimes
a duty, often a joy. But somewhere in there, I stopped. It has been several
years now since I’ve purposely, privately spent time with God daily. There's a
dark spot of just sorrow in my heart; it goes with me wherever I am. I need to
get rid of it! PPD doesn’t help things, but it’s not the only reason I’m sad. I've
tried a lot of things to remedy my sadness over the years, except really going to God.
Jesus said in
Matthew 11:28, "Come to me, all who labour and are heavy laden, and I will
give you rest." Heavy-laden.
That's totally me. And I'm tired. At any given moment, I feel physically tired,
sometimes exhausted—I’ve got a newborn, so that’s normal. But I've realized
that I'm always spiritually exhausted. I need to stop toiling and just rest! So
I'm going to take God at His word. I'm going to come to Him this year.
This older woman
is sending a book to me that will guide me through reading the Bible in one
year, some parts more than once. This is my project: to read the Bible and
reflect on it daily, finding ways to apply it to my life. This may seem old-hat
for many Christians, but it’s something I find difficult to do, so I’m making
it an actual project and hoping that this blog gives me some accountability. God’s
Word doesn’t return void, so I know I’m in for some conviction and changes in
the next year. It’s scary, but I’m ready for it. I'm awaiting the book in the
mail later this week. But I thought that while I wait I would start this week
in some Bible passages that I've found comforting in the past. I read Psalm
31.
This is about God’s being David’s refuge and fortress, his
protector. In verse 9 he says, “Be merciful to me, O Lord, for I am in
distress; my eyes grow weak with sorrow, my soul and body with grief.” What’s David’s remedy to this sorrow? Trusting
in God (v.14)! Why can he trust so boldly? “How great is your goodness, which
you have stored up for those who fear you” (v.19), “The Lord preserves the
faithful” (v.23). “Be strong and take
heart, all you who hope in the Lord” (v.24). This was great to start with, a
simple reminder—God keeps his promises, and he has goodness stored up for me,
ready to share! If I hope in the Lord, I won’t be disappointed.
I’ve heard it often said that “Praying in God’s will is praying
His promises back to Him.” This is what I want to fill my heart with: God’s
promises. Then I can look forward to seeing them fulfilled. I think that’s
where joy comes from. It’s a start, anyway.
So, it’s my prayer that, now, at 30, it’s not too late to call on
God’s promises for sanctification and for joy. I’m counting on it!
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