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Monday, May 13, 2013

Your Spacious Place is Coming

I am pleased and honored to introduce my friend Christine to you in a guest post today.  (My first guest poster ever). She writes at Living Joel 2:25. We met when we thought we were applying to a book launch team. We were, but God had bigger, broader, deeper plans for us, and Christine was among His Plans for me (Hallelujah and Thank You, Lord). We haven't met yet, but she is absolutely my back of the class, wise-cracking, hard-charging, hard-praying, fierce warrior sister forever and ever.  She writes what I need to hear, and prays for me, even when I'm too weak and weary to lift my own pleas to Heaven. She's awesome. 

You need to read what she's written. You will enjoy this, and you will be blessed...

All that is swirling around you right now, does it ever lead you down that path of, “Could it really be true?”

"I don’t know when or what the plan is,
but I know God is at work."
Your Spacious Place is Coming
Not God.

Not the Word.

Not the incredible fact that Jesus died to take away your sin. 

You got that.  That’s embedded down deep in the fabric of who you are.

But the promises He’s made you specifically?  Those He’s whispered so clearly, you looked around, certain the people next to you heard Him too.  Those He’s written so plainly, it wouldn’t surprise you if you came across your very name in the scriptures,

“I will repay you, Christine Wright, who lives in Florida and loves donuts, for the years the locusts have eaten...” Joel 2:25 (personalized Christine Wright version)

And yet nothing looks to reflect that promise.  Sure, sometimes you get a glimpse and you can feel your heart leap, but as quickly as it comes, it evaporates into more wilderness.  Miles upon miles of wilderness walk.

And all you can do is claim it.  Through tears, through the advice of well-meaning, but sometimes nay-saying friends.  Day in and day out, you claim it.  It is coming.  You know it is.  Because He does not change His mind. 

But eventually, even you start to wonder,

“Did I hear You right God?”

Because how could the promise possibly look like this?  Never did you think the path would be so long or would involve so much.

And yet, that little thread knows, “It’s coming...”

So you keep going.
And on.

I was there.  I am there.  I was broken.  I am broken.  And I am standing here telling you, if you need something to cling to today, if the walk is getting too long and the promises seem like maybe they were meant for someone else, please take this with you for the journey,

Your spacious place is coming.  It is. 

He brought me out into a spacious place; He rescued me because He delighted in me.” (2 Samuel 22:20 NIV)

I don’t know when or what the plan is, but I know God is at work.  And those promises?  He will keep them.  Just because the road seems never-ending and the path, jarring, doesn’t mean He’s not weaving together the plans He has for you at this very minute.  All because He delights in you. 

I began writing this and over the next two days, things in my own life started taking a nose-dive.  A family member was rushed to the hospital.  A nasty head-cold set in (the kind that makes you want to crawl into a hole), and with it, a bone-deep exhaustion.  To top it off, all manner of God-sized questions (and doubts!) started filling my mind about my God-sized dreams and His promises to me.

And here I was, writing to assure you of a spacious place.

 “Simon, Simon, Satan has asked to sift all of you as wheat. But I have prayed for you, Simon, that your faith may not fail. And when you have turned back, strengthen your brothers.” Luke 22:31-32 (NIV)

It’s not the first time that’s happened.  

Here’s something those times have taught me though.  They aren’t a detour away from my spacious place, or an indication it’s not coming.  It’s merely a pause along the way, for my own good.  A sifting.  A little shake-shake to separate the good grain from the chaff and dust, that’s not worth lugging around.  Meant to lighten the load for the journey ahead.

That spacious place?  Oh, it’s coming, friend.  It is.


Christine has a heart for broken women who hide it well.  Women who find it impossible to believe God has a calling for them.  Personally touched by such things as divorce, miscarriage, sickness and alcoholism, she has walked a pain-filled road and believes the places her own heart has broken, are the places she can best help others.  Her life verse is Joel 2:25, “I will repay you for the years the locusts have eaten...”  Christine is married to Mr. Wright and has four children, ages 16, 14, 7 and 3, which means having a child in high school, middle, elementary and preschool, all at the same time!  She loves writing, pants with crazy prints, a really good nap, walking the beach at early morning, and donuts.  Lots of donuts.  Christine blogs at www.livingjoel225.com

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