Posted by loswhit in Faith

2012 for me was a year that was rescued by Isaiah 61:3

To bestow on them a crown of beauty
instead of ashes,
the oil of gladness
instead of mourning,
and a garment of praise
instead of a spirit of despair.
They will be called oaks of righteousness,
a planting of the Lord
for the display of his splendor.

There were moments in 2012 where my mourning was because of sins that wounded myself.
There were moments in 2012 where my mourning was because of sins that wounded others.
There were moments where I thought there would never be another day of “gladness” in my life nor the lives of those I wounded.
There were moments where my despair was so great I was literally vomiting out of emotional toil.

I would read the verses above not as a promise from God…
But rather as a vengeful stab in my gut and heart from Satan saying…
“No. Not you Carlos. This promise is for everyone else. But you my son, just look at yourself. You. Are Hopeless.”
And I would retreat into my cave just as David did.

I was looking for God in the wind and in the sky, like somehow His rescue comes like Jesus flying in on the back of Falkor from the Never Ending Story.
Only when I stopped looking for God to come like a rushing wind and looked right in front of me did I realize He was there all along.
My crown of beauty was brought to me in my wife who is grace with skin on.
My oil of gladness walked up to me in the Bergstrom family wrapping the arms of Jesus around me.
My garment of praise were songs that have been written in the midst of rescue.
And the strength of an oak tree brought to me by countless friends like Mike, Pete, Al, & Teresa who planted me in the Lords soil so I can display the Lord’s splendor.

You see, sometimes we are too busy looking for renewal from the sky, when He is walking right up to us on the ground.

You my friend can find renewal today.
Look for those people around you who are leaking Jesus, and just walk with them.
When they leak on you, hope will rise…
Los

  • http://twitter.com/InfuseMe Pierre Hulsebus

    True da…. Just ask the guys on the road to Emaus. They had given up and were cashing the chips. Not realizing that Jesus was right there. For some crazy reason we find comfort wallowing in the inward focus of our troubles. We do this when the answer is standing right in front of us. He doesn’t come in like the charging carvery when all seems lost. Because, He is always present in our lives, he promises never to leave us or forsake us. So if we feel far from God…. guess who moved?

  • http://thoughtsaboutnothing.com @kylereed

    Proud of you my friend

  • http://twitter.com/deb_henderson debbie henderson

    oh my gracious….I’m sure you are writing my story…

  • http://twitter.com/AbbaThreads Abba Threads

    Good word! Sometimes the only choice is just ‘keep saw’n wood’ as my pops would say. Just keep walking and He will reveal himself Faithful

  • http://twitter.com/mattlynnmusic Matt Lynn

    Dude. I needed this today.

  • http://www.facebook.com/brianne.bellomy BriAnne Bellomy

    True.. we always look for some huge display, big to do when we’re so far down we can’t see up… but it’s not any of that.. it’s simple.. it’s that one small thing, one person who just stops long enough or says just the right thing.. and then you realize He was there all along.. you just weren’t using your heart to see Him..

  • http://www.facebook.com/westemerson West Emerson Steiner

    This pretty much sums up my 2012.

  • aviendha

    Thank you for your words – they speak volumes as always of God’s heart and hope and life and that in the end – He is with me. even when I am lost.
    And remind me to be grateful for those who walk alongside me, and help me find the way back to hope.

  • http://twitter.com/Amiebea Captivated Photo

    Thanks Los. I’ve been struggling majorly lately. Needing to force myself out of isolation and let some folks love on me so I can love on some folks.

  • prayernotesbycynthia

    This is a great message. God is always there, waiting for us to take His hand. I can testify to this. It’s us, who need to reach out and grab hold of His hand. Take care and thank you, for an inspirational piece.

  • http://www.wazzapedia.com Warwick

    Bro, I feel like Mulder. I want to believe.

    But… it’s like the heavens have long since turned to brass, and my prayers just bounce off. Maybe I’ve crossed the line too many times, and those little sins that no-one knew about, well… maybe they added up to something bigger that I didn’t see until it was too late.

    All I know is that right now, it feels like I’m holding the pieces of something that was once alive in my hands, and no matter how I put them together, there’s no life in them. It’s an automaton with no soul.

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