Floundering

Have you stopped to consider that even when you’re floundering, or feel as though you are, God is still present, still at work on your behalf, still working all things together for good according to His mercy (His great-great mercy!)? That is, for our/your good and His glory (His great, great glory).  Throughout these last few years I’ve surely seen day to day proof of this. His mercy. His great, great mercy. His great mercy *even* in my floundering. God’s not thwarted by our floundering and He’s not thwarted in our striving. He’s not thwarted or diminished in our thriving. Imagine that! Nothing, absolutely nothing we do thwarts the work — the incredible, indescribable, unfathomable work — of God.

We may think (I have thought) that God’s not deeply moved by the inconsequential things that really get to us — things that, in light of eternity, truly are inconsequential. But they feel big.  They feel so big! To us. They feel insurmountable to us. They may even feel like “the end” to us. But to God? No. Nothing’s impossible for Him. Nothing’s insurmountable to Him. Nothing. Absolutely nothing.

I know this. I’ve seen this. I’ve lived this. I’m living it still. Nothing. Absolutely nothing is tooooo hard for the Lord. He is at once our Creator, our Sustainer, our Provider, our Deliverer, our Redeemer, our Guide, and He is our Lord. At once. All at once. And yet. And yet I dare to say: I flounder, Lord, I’m floundering!

And He sees it. He knows it. He allows it. And… He is bringing me through it. Through it all, all this floundering. Through this long time of floundering.  And He carries me. Still. That’s how loving and merciful the Lord is. To me, to you, to us all.

He says: “Be still and know that I am God…” And I trust Him. I trust him to see me through this floundering, this season of floundering. And I trust Him for the fruit of it all.

John 12.24 “Verily, verily, I say unto you, Except a corn of wheat fall into the ground and die, it abideth alone: but if it die, it bringeth forth much fruit…”

As I write this, I pray that whoever reads this will be encouraged to press on… to carry on in faith that the Lord is allowing a season of floundering for your good and His glory. For your good and for the good of another who might be floundering. Maybe you’re a woman standing at a crossroads.  Maybe you’re longing for peace, for redemption, for wholeness, for Truth, and for life. God’s not willing that ANY should perish but that ALL would come to repentance and follow Him as Lord. It’s that simple. It’s the truth. Jesus is standing at the door.  He is the Way, the Truth, and the Life… no one comes to the Father but by Him.