In Limiting God
Dec. 3, 2015 at 9:37 a.m.
This is the season of Advent, a time to reflect on God with us, as a baby to be loved, nurtured and reared so that He would do the same for us in the future. I need that. Right now I’m feeling depleted, dry, and spiritually very needy.
Recently I retired from my job as a social worker counselor through a Christian counseling agency. I also voluntarily relinquished my license. Some have questioned why I would give up my license when it was a lot of work to get (tell me about it!). However, I feel God has called me to minister to those who have become close to me, and that is a license no-no.
Over the past year God has sent several young men into our lives whom we have been mentoring. In one way we’re uniquely qualified: Ron reared one son and I reared four. Now we’re being asked to rear more, who happen to be adults. God is asking me to be a mom to them to teach them when their own moms didn’t, for whatever reason.
“But God,” I pleaded, “I can’t do this now. My oldest grandchild is almost their age. I’m finished with child-rearing. It’s been more than a year now and I’m tired, worn out, depleted, physically and spiritually. If You want me to continue, I must have Your help and assurance that You are with me.”
During the night I awoke several times with the words to songs going through my head. One was Great Is Thy Faithfulness. Another was Come Holy Spirit. There were others as God ministered to me through songs.
This morning I was reading from Isaiah 44. Verse 3 says, “For I will pour out water to quench your thirst and to irrigate your parched fields, And I will pour out my Spirit…” I’ve felt like the dry bones of Ezekiel, but God is watering me to bring my spirit to life, to a renewal of my desire to serve Him in whatever way He chooses. I’m not there yet, but the source of His life-giving, life-renewing water never runs dry.
This is what Advent means: God with us and in us, to comfort, feed, and restore us, to be Him to those He sends into our life.