There may be some 3000 odd square feet between these walls, but right now it may as well be 12 because they feel small, squeezed, limiting. Even wide open spaces can feel like a trap when you are STUCK.
When 8 little eyes stare you down each minute needing just one more thing- a drink of water, food, entertainment, help, intervention, discipline – the stuck can feel forever. The requests, the clinging, the fighting, the complaining, it goes on and on.
You know you are thankful, but it can feel like your burial some days.
Like you can’t move, like it is pressing down on you-the weight of the responsibility and the logistics. The laundry, dishes, and the training of kids can be the glue that makes you STUCK.
Today I’d rather run, cut loose, and feel the wind at my back. To feel adventure rather than one more need…
AND THEN I HEAR HIM.
You ARE stuck. It is MY DOING. Because you have to get STUCK before you can be STRUCK and I am waiting…
STUCK: a verb: To push a sharp or pointed object into or through something; to fix something on a point.
He was first STUCK. Stuck to the cross with nails-it wasn’t his doing but mine. He was willing to be STUCK for me. But am I willing to do the same?
Too often I fight being stuck. I want escape to something that FEELS better, all the while He is waiting for me to remain. To follow His exapmle because He wants to turn my STUCK into STRUCK. But first I have to be willing. When I quit squirming and settle into where He has me, He can come in and add His “R” to my stuck places.
His “R”: rest, reassurance, resolve, rescue, righteousness…
He can show Himself to me, REVEAL himself in the moments when life feels like a trap. When the kids are screaming and fighting, lunch needs to be made, when I don’t want to fold another shirt, or clean up another mess, or talk to another soul…
When we have no where else to go. When we are desperate for what He has to give – He breaks through and moves us from stuck to stRuck.
STRUCK with His glory, grace, beauty and awe.
“I will extol the LORD at all times; his praise will always be on my lips. My soul will boast in the LORD; let the afflicted hear and rejoice. Glorify the LORD with me; let us exalt his name together. I sought the LORD, and he answered me; he delivered me from all my fears. Those who look to him are radiant; their faces are never covered with shame. This poor man called, and the LORD heard him; he saved him out of all his troubles. The angel of the LORD encamps around those who fear him, and he delivers them. Taste and see that the LORD is good; blessed is the man who takes refuge in him.”
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