Mended: Pieces of a Life Made Whole week 8

I’ve been reading Mended: Pieces of a Life Made Whole, by Angie Smith.  Through a great online Bible study, this book as been such a great read.  Clarifying, confirming and accepting the place God has me right now has been so freeing.  I guess I would call it surrender.  There is so much peace in that.

Chapter 23, The Threshing Floor really spoke to me on the subject of surrender.  I’m most familiar with the threshing floor as told in the story of Ruth.  I wish I could say I’ve been obedient and loyal to God just as Ruth was to Naomi.  Unfortunately, I probably took more of an attitude of Naomi.  Downcast and bitter.

Being pruned by my Lord wasn’t fun.  I resisted it for a very long time.  Resistance lead to anger and the wake of that anger was felt by the people I love the most.  Surrender has left me with peace.  A fullness of life that is so hard for me to explain.  I’m content.  Things haven’t changed, but my attitude sure has.

I love when God speaks to me and confirms in me His love, His grace and His mercy.  So last Friday I journaled the following entry at around 8:30 am.  At 10 am I read the Threshing Floor.  Here is my entry:

Where do I begin, how do I form the words that tell of the peace You have given me?  How do I describe this feeling of surrender, of acceptance, of love You’ve showered me with.  How do I describe JOY in the midst of uncertainty, in the midst of fear and of torment?  The knowledge of you God is so beautiful, so quiet and still, yet so breathtaking it deserves to be shouted from the top of a mountain.  It’s tender God, this surrender, tender in a way that I’m at peace with your plans.  I see Your love for me.  Thank you precious Father for saving me.

At 10 I read the chapter on the Threshing Floor and Hush.  My surrender doesn’t look like giving up.  My surrender is a stillness that has brought peace in my soul. It’s submission to God’s plans not because I have too, but because I want too.  His plans for my life are far greater, ever deeper then I could ever imagine.

I love Angie’s quote: “The God of Jacob, of Ruth, of David, of Solomon and of you and me wants to help us build where the hurt has been.”  Let Him build, sister, right in the middle of the hurt.  Because in the “building” comes healing.