His Will, Not Mine

This past week has been a bit challenging for me. God is on the move in my life and sometimes it’s painful. I continue to watch Him work out His plans before me since returning from Haiti. He is allowing me to be involved in His work and I’m excited about all that I see ahead of me. But sometimes as God prepares me for assignments, He must develop my character. That hurts.

I believe in God’s perfect timing and I recently learned in a Bible study that when He speaks with me, when I encounter God Almighty, it is a very serious matter. I must follow through until His word comes to pass. I have not always been so good at that. I hear God speak, but I don’t spend weeks and months if necessary meditating on it until God does the work surrounding that encounter that He intended. I move on. I move on too quickly before He really has a chance to do what He originally intended.

So I’ve been camping on the concept of really praying and reflecting on what He reveals to me. I’m determined to allow Him to follow through by abiding in Him regardless of how long it takes. In one passage of the Bible study I’m doing, it talked about really discerning God’s voice. The process is all about my relationship with Christ, but it starts with getting my heart into such a state that it no longer has a will of its own. Wow! That is where I stopped this week.

I have been praying and praying over that very specific idea. I desire greatly to be so focused on Jesus that what I want no longer even comes into play. I’m not there. I do know that the power of the Creator resides in me. That power can transform my most broken parts and bring me to a place of complete surrender. John 14:26 reminds me that “The counselor, the Holy Spirit, whom the Father will send in my name, will teach you all things and will remind you of everything I have said to you.” So I can bank on that. I can hold on to the Truth of God’s Word that says He will teach me all things.

I’m still seeking, still praying, and still being still. I’m confident on the other side of His good work; I’ll look a little more like Him and a little less like me.