“I have found myself…”
These past three weeks have been nothing short of the most difficult days of my life. After years of praying for a child to come, I never thought we would have this sweet baby and I would be on my own to raise her for the first few months of her life.
I have found myself calling on the Lord in desperation lately. Sheer desperation. When my daughter is screaming inconsolably in the car seat, I shout to the Lord for wisdom in what I should do! When she is so exhausted and fussy she can’t calm herself down enough to eat, and the hours keep passing by, perpetuating the problem… I have been singing songs of invitation for the Holy Spirit to JUST COME and bring my daughter peace. And while He’s at it, bring me some peace, too!
I have found myself relying on the Word of God like it’s the air I breathe. I take any spare moment she is sleeping to open my Bible and try to catch up on my reading plan. This morning, I even sacrificed going back to sleep so I could eat (yeah, I gotta do that too) and read my Bible. I knew I’d have a better day if I started it off praising God for getting me through another night.
I have found myself standing on a watchtower, waiting for God to move. This morning I read the book of Habakkuk (if you think I’m making up this name, get familiar with your Bible! The prophets are good stuff!). OH SWEET JESUS… it was exactly what I needed to read this morning.
Habakkuk was a prophet sent by God to speak to the people of Judah. I’ve written a lot about these people in my posts about the book of Jeremiah (refer to my “Buying Fields” posts). He had a tough job speaking to a hopeless people about hope! In fact, this book even starts out with his complaints to the Lord! (I’ve found myself doing a lot of that lately, too!)
But this verse just STOOD OUT to me this morning:
“I will climb up to my watchtower
and stand at my guardpost.
There I will wait to see what the Lord says
and how he will answer my complaint.” – Hab. 2:1
It made me think about how even just a few hours ago, as I was struggling to get Natalie to sleep, I was pacing around my bedroom, bouncing bouncing bouncing this baby like I’d been doing all day. And my tears just started to flow (I’ve found myself doing a lot of that, too). There was no one I could call last night. And I certainly couldn’t talk to my husband. So I just started praying, “Lord, would you please just help me! Calm her down, or give me grace to keep going! If anything, heal my back from the pain I’m in from bouncing her all day!”
I’ve had many prayers like this these past few weeks. Like I said… prayers of desperation. And I’ve found myself standing on my watchtower, just waiting for the Lord to move. I’ve had no other place to go!
God had pulled through in so many amazing ways when I’ve called on him like this. He has spoken wisdom through other people to me. He has brought relief to my back. He has caused Natalie to latch and eat after hours of fussiness. He has provided me with an amazing church family who has certainly gone above and beyond to support me!
And I just wanted to encourage any of you reading this today, to stand on your watchtower, and wait on the Lord. Because He WILL MOVE.
Habakkuk ends with his praise to the Lord with this verse:
“yet I will rejoice in the Lord!
I will be joyful in the God of my salvation!
The Sovereign Lord is my strength!
He makes me as surefooted as a deer,
able to tread upon the heights.” – Hab. 3:18-19
If you’re finding it hard to even climb up on your watchtower this morning, just call upon God to even help you get up there… making you surefooted as a deer, able to trek up to the heights, and wait upon Him!