Life is kicking me in the teeth, but I refuse to give in.
My God is bigger than this life.
We just enjoyed six days and five nights at Folly Beach in South Carolina that were paid for long before we arrived and it was beautiful and joy-filled and moment-making. I got to watch my girls laugh and splash and exude joy. In fact, I got to watch my youngest, the four-and-a-half-year-old, see the ocean for the first time and drink in their wonder.
Because my God creates incredible wonders to behold.
It was a time away and it was blissful because our regular life was on hold, you know?
Today, we arrived back home and I count that as a blessing, too, because we returned to a house that is clean and dry and provides clean water at the turn of a knob. Even so, our life with all its struggles and sucker punches is still here.
But my God is bigger than these things.
And so I am breathing deeply the presence of God. I am surrendering all of me to all of Him.
Because my God is bigger than my worries or my struggles or life’s sucker punches or my abilities or attempts to figure it all out.
Yes, life is kicking us in the teeth but I refuse to give in to its oppressive weight.
I choose instead to trust God.
I choose instead to believe God’s promises.
I choose instead to surrender all of me, my worries, my struggles, my life, to all of Jesus.
I choose instead to believe in miracles and in wonder and in Jesus.
Vacations are incredible blessings; but life is what we do every day. Life is what we face in the kitchen filled with dirty dishes and incomplete meal planning. Life is what we face with littles who require our time, attention and energy. Life is what we face at the computer when we pay bills or hope to see numbers on a blog post or our recent creative writing effort. Life is what overwhelms us when we seek to embrace joy and peace and delight.
And that’s where God meets us, isn’t it?
That’s where God shows up and whispers to our hearts that we can trust Him.
Then, it’s up to us.
It’s up to us whether or not we choose to listen to the whisper of his voice or whether we choose to trust Him or whether we choose to surrender to Him.
Well, today, on this first day home, I choose to trust Him.
I choose to surrender to Him.
I choose Him.
Because He is so much more than any of this.
Because He loves me.
Because I am His and I am His masterpiece.
Because I surrender not weakly and with fear, but I surrender with strength and with expectation and anticipation.
Because He is a God of strength, a God of provision, a God of awe, a God of miracles.
Because He is God.