Lift up your head to the coming King.
Bow before Him, and adore Him…sing!
To His Majesty, let Your praises be pure and holy
giving glory to the King of Kings.
When you have been disappointed, lied to, failed, beaten down,
what makes you lift your head?
For me, it is most often my kids. Miranda has a smile that will stop you in your tracks. KK talks jibberish and tells her own made-up stories until you can’t help but laugh. They have a way of making me forget what is troubling me – or in some cases, forcing me…because little kids, fortunately, don’t need to see their parents’ turmoil.
It’s hard some times, when we feel burdened, just to look up. I mean metaphorically, and I also mean physically. I see pictures of myself sometimes where my shoulders are hunched and think Why am I standing that way? I look defeated. Chances are, as a mom of pre-schoolers, I am just tired, but standing up straight not only portrays confidence: sometimes, it actually can make us feel it.
There is a verse I meditate on a lot. I have even written about it before. It is one of my “life verses” and it’s found in Exodus 14:14:
The Lord will fight for you, and you shall hold your peace.
Simple enough, right? In this past year, over situations varying from the personal to the professional, in family and in ministry, I have been called upon to do just that, just what it is hardest for me to do: Shut my mouth. Keep my sarcastic, clever, biting comments to myself. Swallow my self-righteousness, even if I am right.
It’s been one hard lesson after another in discovering that just because I was holding my peace did not mean God was fighting for me in ways I could see. Through some of these situations, all I saw/am seeing was/is endless waiting, untruths being told that I could not set straight, and circumstances unfolding that would negatively affect my family. And yet, except to my husband, or a few close friends, or to God Himself, I have held my peace.
But to be honest, somewhere in this past year, I’ve equated me holding my peace to me cowering in the corner, apologizing for the fact that I’m on God’s side. And while it hasn’t been in one of those “BIG BOOM” moments, gradually, through the counsel of wise friends, the preaching of the Word, and my own walk with God, I’ve gotten a clue on this matter.
Holding my peace doesn’t mean not fighting. I wrote last week that I’m not always called to wield a sword…well, true…but sometimes I am! Just this week, a moment presented itself when I needed to speak my peace. I didn’t use the most elequent words I’ve ever chosen. I’m not sure my point got across. And my voice did do that crazy-mommy-shaky-thing somewhere toward the end, but I did it: I stuck up, in person, for myself, my family, my work, and what I believe with all my heart is God’s plan.
HE doesn’t need me in order for His will to be done. But if I’m going to take this ride, I need to have peace in my heart and my head held high. And so do you. Because – yay! – check this out…look what happens in the next verses:
And the Lord said to Moses, “Why do you cry to Me? Tell the children of Israel to go forward. But lift up your rod, and stretch out your hand over the sea and divide it. And the children of Israel shall go on dry ground through the midst of the sea. And I indeed will harden the hearts of the Egyptians, and they shall follow them. So I will gain honor over Pharaoh and over all his army, his chariots, and his horsemen. Then the Egyptians shall know that I am the Lord, when I have gained honor for Myself over Pharaoh, his chariots, and his horsemen.
– Exodus 14:15-18
Moses obeyed God.
Moses held his peace.
And Moses, under God’s power, divided the Red Sea, YO!.
– the problem was solved. the peace was maintained. the miracle occurred. and the glory was God’s.
Keep riding. Stop cowering. Bite your tongue “until”…and then unleash His truth. Look up. Our King is coming…and He is coming to our rescue.
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