Nehemiah is an unlikely read for most of us looking for encouragement. We tend to turn to the classic favorites like Psalms or Proverbs. When I opened my Bible to Nehemiah 4, I prayed right then that God teach me something new that day that I did not know when I woke up that morning. I knew from the moment my Bible opened that He had a great message for us there....
When there is a theme that keeps rising up around you, pay attention, the Lord has something He needs you to notice.
The last few weeks, the Lord has been speaking to me in subtle, yet obvious ways on prayer. It's subtle because His speaking comes in soft waves, a little at a time. Still, I notice them as being obvious and take mental notes about what was revealed. I imagine all of these small waves that catch my attention are gathering towards the shore for something more mighty. Like a tsunami, you can't even see the rise until it reaches the shore.
For months now my heart has been convicted on prayer. On social media I would see comment after comment of people saying "praying" at the prayer request of a friend. I'm guilty of doing the same thing and not always actually praying, but there is more to just saying you will pray, it is praying and more specifically, spending time in the His Presence during prayer.
If one of your babies was lost out in the world you wouldn't stop looking for them. Ever. Right?
In this throw away world, it’s uncommon that you hear of someone going after something they’ve lost because of the abundance they have. I bet you we don't even notice most things we've lost. We typically keep moving forward in a world where losing one thing compared to the other ninety-nine things we have is okay. We have so much that we value that in reality, we value very little. If you had $100 would you really miss $1 of that if it were lost? It’s just 1%, right? No big deal. When we have fewer of something, we tend to value it more. If you have 3 cars and one is wrecked or out of commission you notice. It probably bothers you or upsets your daily plans. What if one of those things you were missing was one of your children?
Restlessness doesn't sound that complicated now does it? Momma is tired. I know you're feeling me, I know you know this feeling well, Momma. Some days it's hard and you just want to pull the covers up over your head, close your eyes, and dream a little longer simply because you were the last one in the bed the night before, the one who got up with the needy child, the one who remember the clothes were still in the wash, the one who everyone depends on to handle their desperate needs.
You feel it. You feel the calling to be still; to make your world stop spinning for a moment so you can just process all that's going on. You feel the need to press pause on life; to slow down the growing up of your babies, to drink in the moments that are flying by, to try again with the love that you sprinkled when it should have been drenched.
Truth is, you feel that if you could just get a moments peace...