If I’m going to be honest, this year has not been the easiest season of my life. I am so extremely blessed to be surrounded by such incredible family and friends… but I have also been surrounded by anxiety and fear.
This season has been so full of change, everyone’s least favorite thing. I’ve completed my freshman year of college, changed my major, and I’m preparing to leave for two months to serve with FUGE camps in Charleston, South Carolina.
I’m sitting on my bed, staring at my floor, and I see what I call packing and most others would call an absolute mess. And that is a beautiful metaphor for how I feel right now.
Having everything neatly folded, organized, and put together sounds like a great idea, but I feel like the least of these things. I feel overwhelmed, anxious, emotional, uncomfortable, unsafe, and like I’m wandering around in the middle of the unknown wilderness with no GPS or cell signal to call for help.
But did you notice the word I used there?
I feel.
Something my dad has always told me is that “feelings are fickle”. And do you know what fickle means? It means changing frequently. Which is quite on point for my feelings.
You see, I feel a lot of things right now. But if I base my life off of the things I feel, I will never be constant, loyal, or consistent to anything. I will be wavering, deceitful to myself and others, and hypocritical.
Having everything neatly folded, organized, and put together sounds like a good idea. I am none of these things right now. But I know that even in this season of uncertainty, God is faithful(Psalm 36:5), He is the lamp to my feet and the light to my path(Psalm 119:105), and He is outside of time and space and already has my future planned and is well aware it(Jeremiah 29:11).
Did you notice the word I used there?
I know.
Something my dad has always told me is, “there is a difference between what your heart feels and what your head knows”. Do you understand what it means to know? To know means to be absolutely certain and sure about something.
So yes, I feel a lot of different things right now, but I also am absolutely certain and sure about somethings. If I base my life off of what I know, I will be constant, honest, and reliable.
You and I, we’re human and we’re finite. We think too much, feel too much, and know so little. But what about what we do know? What about what we’re confident in? What about what we trust?
There comes a time in life when we, as believers in Christ, have to choose what to know.
Will we know our feelings, or will we know the Truth of Scripture?
Will we know our situation, or will we know the Deliverer?
Will we know the dark path, or will we know the One who lights the next step in His holy timing?
Will we know the season of uncertainty, or will we know the Prince of Peace?
Too many times I have chosen my feelings. Too many times I have chosen my wants. Too many times I have chosen me.
So tonight, at 2:16 am, too early on a Saturday morning and in the midst of being overwhelmed and anxious, I choose to praise.
I choose Jesus. I choose to glorify Him because He is sovereign and over all. Because He is faithful and steadfast. Because. He. Is. In. Control.
So Jesus, give me peace. Remind me that I don’t have to be ready, because You’re ready to use my willing heart. Teach me to trust you more and more. Prune me and chisel away whatever about me is not of you. Help me to find comfort is knowing that You’re in control. You are with me in this season, You have never left me. I praise You. I glorify You. For You are good and faithful. Thank you, Jesus.
Amen.