Early in the morning, I sat down at my dining room table to read.
Through the window, the bluebirds nesting in the box fluttered in and out taking care of their brood. I ignorantly put up a bluebird box in the front and back yard not realizing until later the size of this property only supports one box (the birds can fight over territory in too small a space), but I have nesters back and front. I guess their need for a home has overshadowed their lack of neighborliness.
As I picked up a devotional to read, I felt weary. Circumstances had continued to mount and added to an unrelenting attack from that voice that brings discouragement.
Sometimes the negative voice can be the loudest one in our heads.
I had let my guard down, and hated to admit it, but I was starting to believe that voice a bit.
I read the verses from Isaiah 40 listed for the day. The theme for the week was “Our weakness and God’s strength.” I sure related to the weakness part.
“Even youths grow tired and weary, and young men stumble and fall; but those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint.”
I experienced what’s often call a God moment. A rhema word—it was persevere.
I turned to another devotion.
“Therefore, strengthen your listless hands and your weak knees, and make straight paths for your feet, so that what is lame may not be put out of joint but be healed” (Heb 12:12-13).
Again a word about God bringing healing to the weak and faltering.
I flipped to a guide I’d been using as a resource in praying for others to find Christ.
The theme continued, and I don’t know if I could have intentionally strung together verses and readings, which spoke more directly to my circumstances, but this one even included the sentence, “Lord, help me persevere.”
I pondered the words as the bluebirds sat on a utility line a short distance from the house. One thing I’ve come to observe about them is how fiercely they carry out their duties. I’ve seen them repeatedly attack squirrels to divert them from the nest. They do not flag in their zeal, often raising two broods in a season.
Finally, I removed the bookmark from this book, and read again the story of persistence about the paralytic being lowered through the roof to see Jesus. Osteen says, “You are closest to your victory when you face the greatest opposition.
The words from James that I'd been memorizing came to mind, "Let perseverance finish its work . . ."
It’s as if God had rented a billboard, put my name on it, and said, “Don’t’ miss this. PERSEVERE.”
More flapping outside, and I’m not sure, but a Bluebird may have winked at me.
If you’ve found yourselves in a firestorm in some endeavor, I don’t know what victory would look like for you, but please remember, victory is coming.
Here's your billboard: "Persevere. Persevere. Persevere."
As you do, don’t be surprised at an approving flash of blue in the wind.
Laura Hilton reviews Home to Currahee on her blog today. Click here to read. Many thanks to Laura for taking the time to review.