He wins.

I feel like there's about fifty seven and a half different subjects that I would love to write about right now.

Love. Prophecy. Change. Logic. Prayer. Trust.

The list could go on and on. But today I'm not really worried about sentence structure or eloquence.

Friends, I'm going to level with you.

It's been a long few years. There have been situations that seemed nothing less than dire, where I felt like there was seemingly no way out. I've begged for mercy. I've cried. I've been desperate and searching.

Sometimes, I just find myself looking back and marveling at all that God has brought me through. I gasp at the long road, and breathe a sigh of relief.

I have the choice to look at my life and feel engulfed. I have the option to feel nestled snuggly between a rock and a hard place with no wiggle room. There are seasons that seem to form around my soul and engulf me.

But then I hear the voice of God:

"I will fight for you; you just need to be still." Exodus 14:14.

Be still. Be quiet.

I don't know about you, but I'm not often quiet when I struggle.

When the storm clouds rage, it's so natural to fight back. to kick, and fuss, and try to fix it. change it. turn it around.

I am a "fixer" by nature. I love solving a problem.

But sometimes I can't solve it. I can't fix it. I can't change it.

And this frustrates me.

But there is something that's beginning to change.

Me.

It's me.

There are times when I feel so much like a little child. A child being held firm and secure during a full blown tantrum. But I'm beginning to rest. After a while, the fight gets exhausting. It's time to just rest. Rest in the arms of my perfect, loving Father. There's no energy left to fight, kick, or fuss.

I'm learning to rest fully in His sufficiency. His perfection.

“In the same way, the Spirit helps us in our weakness. We do not know what we ought to pray for, but the Spirit himself intercedes for us through wordless groans.” Romans 8:26

When my Jesus tells me to be still, He means it. It's for my own good.

When I am still, the Spirit is interceding for me. He is approaching the throne of God on my behalf. It's in the act of complete surrender that peace then invades my soul. Peace about the place. Peace about the situation. Peace about the relationships. Peace about the season.

There are hard seasons. There are hard situations. There are hard people.

But being engulfed forces me to discover the deeply rooted promises of God.

I can choose to be swallowed up by fear. by anxiety. by anger. by doubt. by insecurity.

Or I can choose to believe that God is at work. Even here.

Left to myself, I will always lose the battle.

So, instead, I rest in His promises to me.

... and the battle is won in the name of the Lord.

“Those who know your name will trust in you, for you, Lord, have never forsaken those who seek you.”  Psalm 9:10

Love to you,
Lyss