Showing posts with label Restore. Show all posts
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Wednesday, August 28, 2013

Restore, Chapter 8--Thankfulness (Semi)Wordless Wednesday


There aren't really words to describe how thankful we are for all of the special people that helped and prayed and supported us throughout the Restore process and event. So since it is Wednesday, I'll do a semi-wordless post dedicated to those who are such kind and loving friends. Not everyone is pictured here but your faces are forever in our hearts. 
















                    














Thursday, July 25, 2013

Restore, Chapter 7--I'll Make Everything As Good As New







If you were privy to the events in our lives in the past year, you would know why I felt led to use this verse below for the cover of the "Restore" ceremony programs. 


“Yes, God’s message: ‘You’re going to look at this place, these empty and desolate towns of Judah and the streets of Jerusalem and say, ‘A wasteland. Unlivable. Not even a dog could live here.’ But the time is coming when you’re going to hear laughter and celebration, marriage festivities, people exclaiming, ‘Thank God-of-the-Angel-Armies. He’s so good! His love never quits,’ as they bring thank offerings into God’s Temple. I’ll restore everything that was lost in this land. I’ll make everything as good as new. ‘I, God says so.’”
Jeremiah 33:6-11 The Message

 Pain. Grief. Despair.  
    

How do we move forward from this?

If you had looked inside our windows and into our hearts your would have found desolation and emptiness. You might have said, 

"A wasteland. Unlivable." 

or 

"I can't imagine how you can get over all of this."

or 

"Maybe it would be best to move on."


But God says, 


"I’ll restore everything that was lost in this land. I’ll make everything as 
good as new."

Why?

Because He said so. 


If you listen to Christian music at all you have probably heard the song "Restore" by Chris August and realize that is where we got the name for our ceremony. I don't think that it is any coincidence that this song was released this year. I am sure that this song has meant a great deal to a great many people but a couple of those folks were Eric and Anna. God used this song to encourage us. It reminded us that we aren't alone in our struggles. 

Take a few minutes to listen to "our new song".

  






 

 "But the time is coming when you’re going to hear laughter and celebration, marriage festivities, people exclaiming, ‘Thank God-of-the-Angel-Armies. He’s so good! His love never quits,’ as they bring thank offerings into God’s Temple."

    GOD ALONE CAN DO THIS.



(I just wanted to note that I do know that the scripture above was not written to describe marriage. I know that it refers to Jerusalem. So if anyone thinks that I am abusing scripture, that is not what I meant to do. I believe that God, Restorer of Israel, a nation that acts so like myself, is able to restore our marriage. He wants us to love others and to keep our word. He said so.)



Sunday, July 21, 2013

Restore, Chapter 6--I Do, Again



I am sure that the traditional marriage vows are familiar to you. Those were the promises that we renewed in our "Restore" ceremony.



Do you, ERIC take ANNA, to be your lawful wedded wife, promising before God that you will be to her a faithful, loving and devoted husband?
 
Do you, ANNA, take ERIC, to be your lawful husband, promising before God that you will be to him a faithful, loving wife?

ERIC, with ANNA'S hand in yours, pledge to her your faith by repeating after me.
 
I, ERIC, take you ANNA, to be my wedded wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish till death do us part.

ANNA, with ERIC'S hand in yours, pledge to him your faith.
 
I, ANNA, take you ERIC, to be my wedded husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer. in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish till death do us part.

Why renew vows? Aren't these vows and promises supposed to be forever? Because they are forever, there shouldn't be any need to repeat them, right?

These are questions we asked ourselves before we did this. For myself, I might have said before that renewing vows was at the very least, unnecessary. But a girl can change her mind. Always.

The first time we said them (on our wedding day), without realizing it then, I thought that our romantic love would overcome any fault our humanness would display in our forthcoming forever togetherness.

I WAS WRONG.

If anything has shown through in our 15 years together is our humanity. For the most part, our romantic love didn't hold up DIDDLELY-SQUAT. Excuse my language.

When I was younger, I loved a good romance. If I could use a fictional character to describe myself, it would be Anne of Green Gables. My family members can testify to my semblance to Anne with an "e". My real life, while no means tragic (though Anne would have thought it much more interesting if it was), left something to be desired. It was easy to find what I desired in my dreams of the future. I mean, the story of Cinderella had to come from some real life circumstance, didn't it? People don't just make stuff like that up, do they?

I have taken the liberty to put in bold lettering all of the reasons that romantic notions aren't so great for a lifetime of marriage.


World English Dictionary
romance
— n
1.a love affair, esp an intense and happy but short-lived affair involving young people
2.love, esp romantic love idealized for its purity or beauty
3.a spirit of or inclination for adventure, excitement, or mystery
4.a mysterious, exciting, sentimental, or nostalgic quality, esp one associated with a place
5.a narrative in verse or prose, written in a vernacular language in the Middle Ages, 
dealing with strange and exciting adventures of chivalrous heroes
6.any similar narrative work dealing with events and characters remote from ordinary life
7.the literary genre represented by works of these kinds
8.(in Spanish literature) a short narrative poem, usually an epic or historical ballad
9.a story, novel, film, etc, dealing with love, usually in an idealized or sentimental way
10.an extravagant, absurd, or fantastic account or explanation

I know that God LOVES some LOVE. He is the one who created those warm fuzzy-duzzies that we feel when we are around someone that makes our heart go from tick, tick, tick to pitter-patter, pitter-patter. But, frankly, the Song of Solomon has never been sung at my house.

I'm sure I'm not the only woman, whom while waiting to hear, "Your hair is like a flock of goats descending from Mount Gilead" from her husband when he returned from work, only heard, "I'm so hungry I could eat a flock of goats. What's for dinner?"

If Eric told me today, "All beautiful you are, my darling; there is no flaw in you." I would be hard pressed not to say, "Liar, liar, pants on fire." Because he KNOWS me and there IS flaw in me.

After a time, those same romantic notions that you had in the beginning that made your spouse a prince, can turn and make him out to be the evil villain. In one character you could see no wrong and the other no good. Both of those characters aren't real. I know. I've tried to make Eric both of them. And I'm sure that I have moved far away from princess status and closer to the evil witch than he or I ever thought possible.

So, as I stood there this time, repeating those words, it was without any romantic notions. We have lived, are living and will live REAL LIFE together. The kind of life that won't wrap up neatly after a central conflict.

We stood together this time, looking each other in the eye, echoing the promises that we made years ago, essentially saying, "I know the real you. I choose let the good mean more than the bad. And I promise to try harder than ever to be what God tells me to be and what I need to be for you and our family." I see now that while every married couple might not be compelled to renew their vows, Eric and I needed to say those things to each other again.

We can't go back. My love for Eric will never again be the innocent, worshipful kind that I had for him before. He can't go back and place me on a pedestal. I've realized that I don't want to "keep the romance alive". Romance hasn't been that good to me. But that doesn't mean that God can't give us a new love, His love--one that will knock our socks off.


Love is patient, love is kind and is not jealous; 
love does not brag and is not arrogant, does not act unbecomingly; 
it does not seek its own, is not provoked, does not take into account a wrong suffered,
does not rejoice in unrighteousness, but rejoices with the truth; 
[b]bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.
Love never fails;
I Corinthians 13:4-8a (NASB)


Bro. Dennis charged us with this as the ceremony ended:

"ERIC and ANNA, may you be a blessing and an inspiration to those who observe the faithful fulfillment of your vows to each other day by God-given day!  Learn from the past, let it instruct and correct...but, live in the present!  That is where life is found...where love is tasted...and where a new future is forged as you walk together hand in hand  to face whatever is before you, confident that God will use whatever challenges you face to strengthen your love for each other, for your children, and for your God as you trust in Him to complete what He has this day begun.  Yours is a love story waiting to be lived!  Go...LIVE IT...without regret!!!"

Even though we insert our names into vows that are said by millions (or billions), we can't do that with our lives. There is only one Eric and Anna and it is best that we live our own love story, the one that God has made especially for us. In that story alone will we find our perfect fit and God's amazing plan.





references and acknowledgements:

www.dictionary.com
(Song of Songs 4:1-7 NIV)
Dennis Smith
Russ and Megan Johnson-Photo Credit

Tuesday, July 16, 2013

Restore, Chapter 5--The Power of Prayer



If we are to pray aright, perhaps it is quite necessary that we pray contrary to our own heart. Not what we want to pray is important, but what God wants us to pray. The richness of the Word of God ought to determine our prayer, not the poverty of our heart.

Dietrich Bonhoeffer
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One of the most special parts our "Restore" service was the time that we were prayed over. We knelt at the altar after Tommy spoke. We bowed our heads and hearts, as Bro. Dennis led the people of the room to pray for us. Some were able to come down to us, lay their hands on our shoulders, thank God for His goodness and beseech God on our behalf as we listened and tears streamed down our faces. We felt God's hand on us that day just as sure as we felt the hands of our dear family and friends. 

When we discussed the order of the service, I knew we needed this part as much as we needed the vow renewal--MAYBE MORE. Remember how I shared what Max Lucado said about the Church being arm supporters? Well, that day our tired arms were lifted high by a room full of beautiful believers to the GOD WHO RESTORES.

I hope that you have been able to have an experience like this before or had the comfort and joy of having a friend just put their arm around you and start talking to God for you when you can't speak yourself. Fortunately, I have been blessed to be surrounded in life by praying people. Ones that aren't ashamed to stop in the street and petition God for you or praise God with you if that's where you shared your prayer need with them. I know it doesn't have to be all the time, and I don't think I would want it to be, because then it might be more about show than what God wants. But I love it when God gives me the gift of leading someone to not just tell me that they will be praying for me but to just pray for me then and there, out loud where I can hear them as loud as God will. 


Is anyone among you afflicted (ill-treated, suffering evil)? He should pray. Is anyone glad at heart? He should sing praise [to God]. Is anyone among you sick? He should call in the church elders (the spiritual guides). And they should pray over him, anointing him with oil in the Lord’s name. And the prayer [that is] of faith will save him who is sick, and the Lord will restore him; and if he has committed sins, he will be forgiven. Confess to one another therefore your faults (your slips, your false steps, your offenses, your sins) and pray [also] for one another, that you may be healed and restored [to a spiritual tone of mind and heart]. The earnest (heartfelt, continued) prayer of a righteous man makes tremendous power available [dynamic in its working].   
James 5:13-16, (AMP)






For no word from God will ever fail~Luke 1:37, NIV

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Bend down, O Lord, and hear my prayer;
answer me, for I need your help.

Protect me, for I am devoted to you.
Save me, for I serve you and trust you.
You are my God.

Be merciful to me, O Lord,
for I am calling on you constantly.

Psalm 86-1-3, NLT

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As we knelt, this song by JJ Heller played. Please listen and hear her voice tell the story of our hearts during that day.


Monday, July 15, 2013

Restore, Chapter 4--When Things Don't Go As Planned





You probably know that is a picture of our youngest daughter, Dinah. What you don't know if you weren't with us that day, is that she was dancing. 

While I was readying in the bride's room for the ceremony, I got a text from my friend, Alesha. It was a video of Dinah dancing to the instrumental music that we had playing as our guests were being seated and waiting for the ceremony to begin. She swooped and twirled, swayed and sashayed in time to the music. (She loves to watch Barbie movies and I am assuming this is where she got all of her beautiful steps from because she has never had a lesson.) One of her favorite people, Mr. Taft came by to hug her in the video. She never misses a hug from Mr. Taft but she got away from hug as quickly as possible so that she could continue dancing. 

If this had happened with my first child, (not that Ty would have been doing ballet anyway), or even my second, I might have been upset that she wasn't behaving properly, sitting next to her Nana and sisters. As I've gotten older though and with each child, I have realized that there are somethings that are ok. And if she wanted to dance while she was waiting, so be it. It made me smile.

At this point, I assumed that she would be sitting down after the service started. We had considered letting the children stand around us as we exchanged our vows but we felt that Dinah, being 3 years old, would not want to stand there so I installed her Papa, Eric's father, on a particular pew just to care for her while my mother sat alongside them with the older children. Papa brought stickers and a coloring book for her. I just knew she would want to sit with him. 

Eric and I did not walk down the aisle to begin the ceremony. We wanted to be able to experience the music and the speaker without being on display down at the front of the church. We didn't even enter the back of the church and go up to the balcony until after the welcome and Beth Mitchell was singing the first song. The first thing I noticed as I sat down, (beside the fact that it was difficult to sit down in that dress) was that Dinah was still dancing. 

Even the cool, laid-back, older mom in me was a little uncomfortable with this. We all thought it was precious BEFORE the ceremony, but now too? I noticed my older daughters were motioning violently at the end of their pew for her to come to them. The whole time the only sound she made was to turn toward them and "Shushhhh!" them loudly with her finger over her mouth. It was if SHE was telling THEM to quit interrupting the service. 

I was concerned for Beth. I was proud that she was holding it together. Dinah was looking to Beth to know how the music would go. When the music stopped, Dinah held her pose and looked at Beth like, "Is that all?" I caught myself and told myself to let go and not worry about it. I didn't want it to distract me from the day. I took a deep breath and didn't let it bother me. 

We were blessed to have Tommy Wilson deliver a sermon for our ceremony. His text was from Isaiah 40: 28-31.

"Do you not know?
Have you not heard?
The Lord is the everlasting God,
the Creator of the ends of the earth.
He will not grow tired or weary,
and his understanding no one can fathom.
 He gives strength to the weary
and increases the power of the weak.
 Even youths grow tired and weary,
and young men stumble and fall;
 but those who hope in the Lord
will renew their strength.
They will soar on wings like eagles;
they will run and not grow weary,
they will walk and not be faint."


He spoke about how that 15 years ago, Eric and I probably thought we knew how our lives would go. That in our minds we had a plan. We all think we know how the story will go. We have our hopes and dreams that we pray become reality. And that as we stand here today and look back, that our lives probably didn't go as planned. He alluded to our wedding day and our "honeymoon", and to the fact that wasn't probably what I had always hoped. (I had never spoken to him about that so he didn't know. God did though.) He said that because of this we, even us who are "youths" had grown tired. That we "stumble and fall". 

He continued to say that even though the first 15 years didn't go as planned that didn't mean that the next 15 or 30 or until death do us part, can't be wonderful with God's help. If we keep our eyes on Him and place our "hope in the Lord" that He will "renew our strength" for the coming years. Our past doesn't have to define us. It will just be a place so that we can show later how far God as brought us.

He mentioned that as we planned this day and this service that we probably didn't "plan" on a 3 year-old dancing through the service. But it was beautiful all the same. God has a plan too and even though it isn't the same as ours, when we follow Him, there will be loveliness.




Dinah danced through the next song. She sat beside us as we knelt at the altar in prayer. She hugged our legs. She sat on the steps as we renewed our vows. She didn't say a word the whole time. It was if God sent an angel to hold her hand and lead her around that day.

My Ty, Tess, and Amelia were fantastically behaved and my mama gets a medal for taking care of all of them all morning, that afternoon and the next day. What would we do without our mama's?

One thing that I didn't plan on those 15 years ago was this big beautiful family, but God sent them to me anyway. His plan is so much better than mine. (Always thinking of our boy, Jack, who is already with Jesus, when we have a family portrait.)

Ty, our oldest, said he was excited about this ceremony because he missed the first one. :)




Sunday, July 14, 2013

Restore, Chapter 3--Stay With Me



As you read these words, look at these pictures, and listen to these songs, I want you to see how desperate we are for renewal. Even though you will see smiles in other pictures as God gave us joy on this day, it was really hard and the process was sometimes painful. We love each other, but sometimes earthly love isn't enough. Its not easy to love like He loves. We are clinging to God's Promises for dear life. Because of those Promises, we stand and say, "I will stay," and "If you fall, I'll fall with you."

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“I’ll never forget the trouble, the utter lostness, the taste of ashes, the poison I’ve swallowed. I remember it all---oh, how well I remember---the feeling of hitting the bottom. But, there’s one other thing I remember, and remembering I keep a grip on hope. God’s loyal love couldn’t have run out, His merciful love couldn’t have dried up. They are created new every morning.”
Lamentations 3:19-23, The Message







Stay
Words and Lyrics by Dave and JJ Heller

When you can't feel a thing
After too many stings
When you forget about grace
The world is a lonely place

Stay with me
You'll be surprised
There's a world of color
Beyond black and white
Open your eyes
Let in the light
You'll see when you stay with me

When you can't hear a thing
There are no words to sing
You keep your heart where it's safe
But the world is a silent place

Stay with me
You'll be surprised
There's a world of color
Beyond black and white
Open your eyes
Let in the light
You'll see when you stay with me

Hold on
Be strong
Believe in love




“Those who plant in tears will harvest with shouts of joy. 
They weep as they go to plant their seed, 
but they sing as they return with the 
harvest.”

Psalm 126:5-6, NLT

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Saturday, July 13, 2013

Restore, Chapter 2---Resentment and Reconciliation




15 years ago when Eric and I were married, we had a small ceremony, no music, no reception with just our family and one of my special friends standing around us. My mom made my dress out of material we found on the sale table for $2/yard. (It was really beautiful, by-the-way.) Eric borrowed a sport coat. I put together some silk flowers for a bouquet and boutonnière. My Aunt took snapshots. We stood as a group at the altar of the old Oakland Baptist Church sanctuary on a Monday night (because that was the only night Eric wasn't playing baseball that week) and said our vows to one another. After it was over, we opened a few gifts in the pews and then went to China Palace to eat. After we ate, Eric and I went to his house, my new home, changed and then went to Wal-Mart. 



The next day we went to Tupelo and stayed in the Ramada Inn overnight for a Senior Legion tournament with a baseball team of boys. It worked out that Eric got to stay in a room with me that night instead of with the boys. The next morning we woke to our car having been decorated by the baseball boys with shaving cream with cans tied to the bumper. The boys never knew it and I don't think they would have understood but when I saw that car it almost brought me to tears. Because I hadn't had much of a to-do over the wedding, the shaving cream and cans made me feel special. That night at the Ramada was referred to this as our honeymoon.

I was perfectly happy during those days. I didn't feel like I was missing out on anything. I was practical. We used the money that my mom had for the wedding to buy a car. I was terribly shy, so I thought it was a gift that I was able to enjoy the ceremony among those I was comfortable with, instead of standing scared in front of a crowd trembling because I was so nervous. The ceremony was really sweet. We were able to focus on what we were saying instead of how we looked or if the flowers and the food turned out just right. 

I didn't want to be a bother. I was going to just follow him and make his life easier, never harder. I wouldn't ask anything of him. I was just so in love, I didn't care how I got to be married. I just wanted to be with Eric 24 hours a day and I wanted to do whatever it took to be able to do that legally and honorably. 

It wasn't until the months and years after our wedding when the happy life that I had imagined wasn't realized that I began to resent Eric for not making sure I had what every bride should have. I had given up all those things for him. I knew that he hadn't asked me to do that for him but he should have seen it. He should have appreciated it.  It just became something else I blamed on him. I felt it was just another thing to show that he really didn't love me that much. 

I don't remember ever talking to him about how it made me feel. I guess I thought that he wouldn't understand and it would probably make him angry. He was always frustrated when I thought something he did or didn't do indicated his lack of love for me. 

When we talked of this renewal ceremony, I was taken aback about how much much these feelings surfaced. Little things would catch me unaware and I would find myself sobbing. I had buried a lot of the hurt and it was rising now. 

It had Satan written all over it. But God used it for good. I was able to talk about it with Eric and he didn't become angry. He said he was sorry and that he didn't know. How could he really if I didn't tell him? This time there were no hidden sacrifices or desires not voiced. I told him what I wanted and we did what we could to make that happen. He lovingly acquiesced to the vision I felt I was given. Even though this was never intended to be "the big wedding we never had", facing these feelings and working through them is part of the healing and I'm glad that I have had the chance to put them to rest. 



Not everyone gets a chance to do things over. We, thankfully were given that gift. I didn't know when we started this how much our hearts needed to mend. Wading through the hurt is so worth it when you get to the other side and you can look back and see how God has worked through the difficulty. 

(Doesn't my man look great in a suit?)

Friday, July 12, 2013

Restore, Chapter 1---Community


This post has been a while in the making and as I sit this evening and attempt to put it all together I realize that there is too much to share for just one post. I will begin at the beginning and work and blog until it is all said. 

As I search for words to introduce the subject, I feel it is best that I use words that have already been written and not seen by all of you. We sent this letter out to a small group of family and friends a few weeks ago. 


Dear Friends,


Only a few of you know that Eric and I have been having a particularly difficult time as husband and wife lately. Some of these troubles have been around since our beginning. Instead of really confronting and dealing with the issues when they reared their ugly heads, they were hastily glazed over or not even looked at before they were swept away into a closet that held all the things that we couldn’t or wouldn’t think about at the time. That closet became so full that the door sprung open and the mess spilled into our “neat looking” home. These last months we have been desperately trying to clean up the garbage and try to find a way forward instead of giving up. 

June 29th will be our 15th wedding anniversary. In January, Eric and I talked about renewing our vows. Time passed and we talked ourselves out of doing it. I mean, why would anyone want to do that? You can do it privately, right? I didn’t want just a big show and, frankly, I was frightened. 

It scared me that we might fail again. This time more publicly than the last. You see, even though we see God at work in us and we are dealing with the problems, they are still there. Satan plagues us with our insecurities and weaknesses. We are under attack, my friends, and I knew that standing in front of others wanting to begin again would set him upon us worse than before.   

Well, the other day, I felt like the Lord spoke to me and told me that we needed to do this. It would not just be a “renewal of vows” but a restoration ceremony. He gave me the order, the songs, what He wants us to say. After talking it over with Eric again, we proceed. 

I believe God wants us to do this for 3 reasons:

--So that, together, we can celebrate the faithfulness, kindness, mercy and love that the Lord has extended on us, the undeserving. These 15 years have not been without blessing. Although there are other reasons to be thankful, Ty, Tess, Amelia, Jack and Dinah are at the top of that list.

--So that we can show others that might be having difficulty, they are not alone and there is help. I have had people tell me, “I wish we had what you and Eric have.” Others have thought we are “perfect”. Natalie Grant sings, “There’s no such thing as perfect people; There’s no such thing as a perfect life”. We aren’t perfect and we want others to know that they can do as we seek to do, “Come as you are, broken and scarred, Lift up your heart and be amazed and changed by a perfect God.” 

--He wants us to stand in front of all you, open in our troubles, weak, and tired, sometimes wanting to give up. In that brokenness, He wants you to be the witnesses to our PLANTING OF A FLAG OF BELIEF to say that HE WILL RESTORE. 

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In the days that led up to this service. I felt the Lord confirmed our decision to do this over and over. One of the things that I read during this time, was a entry on Ann Voscamp's blog with guest blogger Max Lucado, called "Step One: When You Feel Like You Are Sinking Fast".

I don't know about you, but even this over-sharer keeps some things to herself. Especially the things that hurt the most. It is difficult to admit you are suffering. It is hard to say why. Satan loves to place us under condemnation of our own making. We look around and we think we are the only ones failing. It is easier to cover it up, pretend, and hide. Sadly, it seems that we masquerade the most around the people that we should be able to be the most transparent with.

In this openness, we don't have to share dirty details. If the people you share with only want the details, then you probably shouldn't be sharing with them. As God's people we should care about the person, not the juicy gossip that can be wrung from the situation. It is the response we are afraid of. What will they think of me? Will they talk about me? Will I somehow become  an untouchable, one that no one will associate with? I think that praying for the sick is very important but is that still the majority of the items on the prayer list? I think that shows we are SCARED.

Even though there are some that will have that bad reaction, I believe in the best of the Church. There are people there waiting to embrace you with their arms, their love and their prayers. We mustn't let the fear of some keep us from the help of most.

Max writes,
"Tough times stir the hermit within us. We want to hide out, run away and avoid human contact. In reality, we need community. Lean on God’s people.  
Cancel your escape to the Himalayas. Forget the deserted island. Be a barnacle on the boat of God’s church." 
Would the sick avoid the hospital?
The hungry avoid the food pantry? 
Would the discouraged abandon God’s Hope Distribution Center? Only at great risk. His people purvey His presence.

He goes on to describe the events that take place in Exodus 17:8-13 New Living Translation (NLT)
"8 While the people of Israel were still at Rephidim, the warriors of Amalek attacked them.Moses commanded Joshua, “Choose some men to go out and fight the army of Amalek for us. Tomorrow, I will stand at the top of the hill, holding the staff of God in my hand.”10 So Joshua did what Moses had commanded and fought the army of Amalek. Meanwhile, Moses, Aaron, and Hur climbed to the top of a nearby hill. 11 As long as Moses held up the staff in his hand, the Israelites had the advantage. But whenever he dropped his hand, the Amalekites gained the advantage. 12 Moses’ arms soon became so tired he could no longer hold them up. So Aaron and Hur found a stone for him to sit on. Then they stood on each side of Moses, holding up his hands. So his hands held steady until sunset. 13 As a result, Joshua overwhelmed the army of Amalek in battle."

Moses raised his arms in prayer for the battle but he became weary. Aaron and Hur were there to keep holding his arms up even when he was tired so that Israel and the Lord would win the battle. On June 29th, we asked for help. We asked for aide to brace our weary arms that had become noodle-like because they had been raised in prayer for so long.

I shared that day that as I thanked those that came to support us, that it isn't just about a difficult marriage. There are a lot of things that we struggle with here on this earth. We all need help at times. How many battles have been lost because we didn't ask for help? How many battles have been lost because we didn't offer help?

Oh, church! That we would share the battle! That we wouldn't be scared to say we are tired! That we wouldn't run away from a soul that looks like a hot mess! That we would be brave enough to REACH OUT, to STAY, and to spend our time HOLDING UP weary arms in Jesus Name!