A word fitly spoken is like apples of gold in pictures of silver.
Proverbs 25:11

Sunday, July 26, 2009

Rocky Road ?

How did that picture get there?
You think I am talking about ice cream?
Rocky Road is sure a favorite--
but no--those are not my thoughts today
This is more like it:

Rocks on our Road of Life
I have heard it said,
That you can either use those rocks to trip you up..
Or you can use those rocks to give you
TRACTION !!!
or
even stepping stones
My prayer is that, this rock of having a cast, being home and in my recliner,
and in pain--well
that I will be surrendered, yielded to the will of God..
and this will become a time of getting closer to this Lord.
My flesh wants to cry out :
"I can't do this"
I don't like having my wings clipped
yet...
I do want God's perfect will for my life
I know most of you do too.
We all have those rocks, don't we--
it can come in many forms:
illness
disappointements
situations
financial
etc.....
I pray that I will be found faithful
and I can look back and say I used this rock
for
TRACTION--
that I am moving on and growing in the Lord
~~~deby
thank you all for your sweet words and emails and most of all prayers
a favorite verse:
Romans 8:28
And we know that all things
work together for good to them that love God,
to them who are the called according to his purpose.

7 comments:

Simple said...

Thank you for sharing that with us today. It was most edifying for me to read with certain things going on in our own life.
Blessings to you, Fine Linen

Anonymous said...

Great post Deby!

You are such an encourager!♥

michelle said...

We really don't like the rocks do we? Yet many, many times the best and greatest things in us come from those times. It sure isn't fun but if we are patient and quiet we can learn and grow. Huggles.

Rebecca Nelson said...

Deby...

Thinking of you my friend. Being sidelined is so tough. I pray this time will be for you all of what you need it to be.

I remember a very specific time (not so long ago) that I faced a rough patch of road in my life. I was on a painful journey and the way before me was full of so many stones I found I could barely walk. Running or even crawling was out of the question. In my frustration I cried out to the Lord for help. More than once I asked Him to make the path less cumbersome so I could find my way...

"Will you remove the obstacles ahead of me, Lord? They are hurting me!"

He staunchly refused.

So...in faith I took my first steps towards the horizon that led to better days.

I was very proud of myself when a few months later I found I'd made it safely to the other side of the mountain.

It would be several years before I realized I hadn't walked at all... In mercy and love He had carried me all the way...

It is my prayer as you navigate through the rugged road ahead that you will find comfort in knowing that you will never have to travel anywhere He hasn't already gone...

Love to you...Rebecca

Abounding Treasures said...

Deby,

Not only are these thoughts from your heart an encouragement, but so are you!

Blessings as you use this rock for traction :o)

lady m said...

Deby,

Yes, while we are going through the trial it seems as if it would never end...but then it does and we look back, and we realize...

He was in control all along!

Many blessings to you dear,

lady m

Becky said...

Beautifully said, Deby.

(and oh, by the way, beautiful toes, too)

One day at a time; even one minute at a time.

Rebecca's above comment was great, too.

Lord, may this season in Deby's year be one that she can look back on and see Your love and faithfulness, Your goodness and mercy in a special way as indeed, it is a stepping stone for her pilgrim's progress; and may this path you now have her on be a blessing in disguise. May she walk away from this with....a greater joy, love, peace, and patience knowing You are sanctifying her and completing the good work that You started in her.
May it be a wonderful time of rest, relaxation, refreshment, renewal and respite.....and HEALING of her foot. In Jesus' matchless name, I pray. AMEN

Blessings and love,

Becky