I tack these words as a reminder to myself. Not as an architect, laying the timber and boards that will insulate many, but as the pioneer that lays the logs for his own walls so that he will not grow cold and faint.
Tonight I read Chambers’ reminder: “You have no idea of where or how God is going to engineer your future circumstances, and no knowledge of what stress and strain is going to be placed on you either at home or abroad. And if you waste your time in over-activity, instead of being immersed in the great fundamental truths of God’s redemption, then you will snap when the stress and strain do come. But if this time of soaking before God is being spent in getting rooted and grounded in Him, which may appear to be impractical, then you will remain true to Him whatever happens.”
And here is the heart and shiver. Sometimes these circumstances are ones that thread us thin—wriggle under all our mental and spiritual armor to a place beneath it all…flesh and blood; not marring our armor in the least, but attacking the body beneath it, and making the armor seem far away from the now smaller frame.
My Armor, You have not changed—I am just blood and sticks, bones and candlewick—and You will hold it together. I depend on You; please don’t let me splinter. Make our feeble dependence fruitful~
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