“A
time when you felt restored (invigorated, revitalized, refreshed) by God.”
That
is the question I was asked to speak about to start our lent five-minute sharing.
There
are so many times I have felt God restoring my soul, my strength, my
vision. I hardly knew where to start.
Maybe I could mention a few ways God uses to restore me. I thought I would also
pass them on to you.
First
of all—nature often restores my soul.
A beautiful sunrise or sunset,
the
mountains and hills,
a wooded path
a
body of water,
a flower
or
fallen leaf
...bring
me a sense of peace and wonder at how God created such intricate beauty.
If he
cares for nature, he surely cares for me.
Then my soul is, once more, restored.
I often feel God’s restoration through other
people. Just about a week ago, I had a desolate Wednesday night, feeling very
alone. I awoke Thursday morning still feeling that way.
I barely got dressed when the
doorbell rang. I hastened to answer and there was Simon, my neighbour.
“Neighbourhood Watch!” he announced with a
grin. “Laurie, our neighbour across the
road asked if I’d come to check on you. Your garbage bin was still at the road
from yesterday morning and your garage door was open all night. We just wanted to make sure you were all
right.”
I
felt very embarrassed that I had left the door open all night, but what a good
feeling to know my neighbours were watching out for me. I felt it was a
definite sign from God that He too, was watching me. I wasn’t as alone as I
felt.
I
often feel God restoring my soul through His word. Many portions do so, but one
of my favourites—parts of the first four verses of Isaiah 43. I read them years
ago, the morning after our barn fire. I read them after my first husband
Norman’s diagnosis of cancer and again after my second husband Paul’s
diagnosis, I read them after the loss of my job and when Paul’s pain seemed
almost unbearable. I read them when I
didn’t know how much more I could handle.
Those words always comfort me and restore my soul.
This
is what it says: “But now the Lord who
created you says: Don’t be afraid, for I have ransomed you; I have called you
by name; you are mine. When you go
through deep waters and great trouble, I will be with you. When you go through
rivers of difficulty, you will not drown! When you walk through the fire of
oppression, you will not be burned up—the flames will not consume you. For I am
the Lord your God, your Savior, you are precious to me and honored, and I love
you.”
Another
way I am restored is through what I can
only name as dreams or visions. For instance, one morning after Norman died and
I was overwhelmed at all the things I now had to do on my own, and how many
years I may have to live that way, I called out with tears to God and
cried, “Oh God, I know you know what is
going on here. I do trust you but I just can’t understand how you think I can
manage without Norman. I just don’t
understand, God, I just don’t understand!”
Then
I had a very real sense of arms around me, of being lifted up into God’s lap
and I heard his tender empathy for me, his understanding whisper as a parent to
a child, “I KNOW you don’t understand.”
And
somehow, my willing surrender to trust, my absolute faith in my Heavenly Father
was fully restored.
These
are just a few ways I have felt God restoring me. Looking back, it seems that to feel
revitalized and refreshed, I need to pause and take time to listen, to really
hear and feel, in order to receive that restoration.
Ruth Smith Meyer presses onward through life as she writes, speaks and lives day-to-day. She is pleased to have been part of the newly released anthology, Good Grief People, published by Angel Hope Publishers.
1 comment:
Ruth, thank you for sharing this beautiful testimony and these insights from your grief journey (lovely pics too). Your "neighbourhood watch" experience, coming when it did, would understandably have helped confirm God's providential care for you. ~~+~~
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