Coming out of the Valley

It has been quite a while since I've written here, or anywhere for that matter. I write what I feel, but I like to convey some sort of inspiration as an end result. Lately however, I haven't felt very positive. I suppose I have been in the valley of the shadow of death that the 23rd Psalm speaks of. As a child, I did not understand that even though this psalm was read at most every funeral I attended, it was not speaking of my end days, but of dark moments throughout life. Granted, my valley is not as deep as most, but the darkness there is still scary.  My fear and anxiety were winning the battle against belief and faith. It was no accident that during this period, I began a Bible study in my home called "Believing God" by Beth Moore. The timing, I thought, was not great. I wanted to do a study, that was certain ,but I was feeling dejected and almost cynical about the whole "trust in God to do a miracle in your life" stuff. I do believe in God, and I was sure I believed Him, too. So, on with the study...it can't hurt, right?

What I discovered over and over throughout the study was that God was with me always, even the times in my life when I did not feel Him or even consider Him. In the seasons of my life when I had worldly thinking and did nothing to please Him or glorify Him, He was still here. He did have a promised land laid out for me. His protection covered me and brought me through many challenges. It amazes me to look back and see where He was all along my journey. 


So why would I fear that He is not here with me now? Is it because my prayers have not been answered in a a timely manner? Maybe it's because I began to believe my fears and therefore limited my belief in the sovereign God who says time and time again, "Do not be afraid."

So, I am believing God and my fear is receding. I am trusting Him to lead me out of this valley, and am certain He is hearing my prayers. I see evidence of a miracle occurring as I type. I am choosing to believe that the same power that raised Jesus from the dead is alive and active in my life and in yours. Thank you, God for sustaining me when I wanted to give up and for allowing me to see your power at work. I praise you for reminding me that I lack nothing and for leading me beside quiet waters and refreshing my soul.Thank you for your rod and your staff to comfort me. I am grateful for your love and presence as I move out of this valley. I cannot wait to dwell in your house forever!

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