Tuesday, December 30, 2008

I Hadn't Asked

The LORD says, “I was ready to respond, but no one asked for help. I was ready to be found, but no one was looking for me. I said, ‘Here I am, here I am!’ to a nation that did not call on my name.” {Isaiah 65:1 NLT}

I subscribe to a daily devotional through [HighCalling.org], which is the parent organization for [HighCallingBlogs.com], and the one for [today] hit me especially hard. For I have been “under attack” {2 Cor. 12:7-10} even worse than usual for quite some time now, and it had never occurred to me that I had not really asked for deliverance yet.

Oh yes, I was certainly expecting MY Heavenly Father to come to my rescue, but this is not the same as actually asking Him to. For He delights in having a personal relationship with His children by faith, and I can be as guilty as anyone at times of taking Him for granted.

To be more specific about the details involved in this recent “attack,” I have had more difficulty sleeping than usual for me for well over a week. Granted, I normally wake up feeling worse than I did before going to sleep, but actually going to sleep affords me at least some “rest” in the form of being somewhat less aware of how bad I physically feel for a certain amount of time, which is greatly appreciated by a wimp like me.

Furthermore, feelings of being a miserable failure at helping to introduce MY Heavenly Father to those who do not really know Him have become ever increasingly more intense. Be assured that I was wanting to end it all again, and suffering from the anguish over both not being able to righteously do so and wanting to.

Then I saw the message being given to me through [Dr. Roberts] early this morning, and it hit me squarely between the eyes. For I had directed a lot of anger towards MY Heavenly Father, but I had not really asked Him for help—humbly or otherwise.

So, I did, and I can tell you that I actually slept today. Oh yes, I woke up feeling like I have never slept in my entire life, but I was totally unaware of hurting at all for several hours, and that is something that I am most thankful for.

Furthermore, the feelings of being a miserable failure at helping to introduce MY Heavenly Father to those who do not really know Him have subsided somewhat. Hence, this pitiful attempt to glorify His name.

Yes, it can all be explained physiologically or psychologically, but I want to believe that He has come to my rescue once again. What do you want to believe?

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  1. I also choose to believe that He has come to my rescue. Thank you for the reminder to not take our Lord for granted but to humbly go to him and ask Him to help us!

    Simple isn't it?

  2. Be assured that I am most thankful that He does not treat us like we treat Him, my dear Tamela. For if He did, He would have just ignored me.

  3. Dear Miserable failure, how nice to see the good Lord put you in your place, er I mean lead you into his goodness! How nice to see you suff.. .being led closer to him!

    Remember the words of Jim Packer, It's not that we know God but that He knows us! You can only be a miserable failure if you let yourself be one - believe me I know that!!!!

    The Lord bless you and keep you, the Lord make his face shine to wards you, and give you peace!

    Now stop moaning and just do something!

  4. Alas, if only He had of made me as tough as you, my dear Adullamite.

  5. My dear sir, you endure a wife yet still keep your sense of humour! How tough can you be?

    The Lord is with you, whether you like it or not....

  6. "The Lord is with you, whether you like it or not...."

    Very well said, my dear Adullamite!!! Very well said.

  7. What a great message! Mant times we "do not receive because we do not ask"...I have some things that I need to ask!

  8. It's good to hear from you again, my dear Brian!!! I have greatly missed you.


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