The snow makes everything feel softer, slower, and quieter. It sparkles in the moonlight, and late-night walks through it have become some of my favorite things.This semester is hard. It's academically challenging, the work load is challenging, and I find myself missing home often. It is my tendency whenever things get hard to want to escape, to run from difficulty, to just leave and hope everything figure itself out. But that doesn't ever work. And it's certainly not what I'm called to do.
This soul need not be restless. Why do I doubt the God I serve? As if He is not God enough, good enough, faithful enough, sovereign enough, trustworthy enough. This is Him who I serve: "The Lord, a God merciful and gracious, slow to anger, and abounding in steadfast love and faithfulness...forgiving iniquity and transgression and sin." (Exodus 34:6-7)
The gospel is my peace. The assurance that God is working all things for His glory must be where I rest. The Lord is a fountain of mercy, overflowing with undeserved and all-sustaining grace. My heart needs no greater knowledge.
You keep him in perfect peace whose mind is stayed on you, because he trusts in you. Trust in the Lord forever, for the Lord God is an everlasting rock. (Isaiah 26:3-4)
2 comments:
Hey Shannon. I enjoyed reading your words today. It reminds me of my own similar struggles. Finding contentment, not thinking that the grass is always greener on the other side, and seeing God at work in the midst of where He has placed me. You are wise to look to Him. He's obviously doing a tremendous work in your heart.
Much love,
Lori
Shannon, I love your words. I am encouraged by all the grace I see in you. God is mighty to save, and to keep us in the faith all of our days. He is doing that with you, which gives me hope for my own dear girls here in Buntingland. May you know the joy that spills out as your faith exerts its muscle by trusting God.
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