In the middle of safe footing

You have made known to me the path of life;
you will fill me with joy in your presence,
with eternal pleasures at your right hand.
Psalm 16:11

I woke up this morning from restless sleep, even before my alarm. Every now and then, I have a recurring dream that, though varying in circumstance, always depicts my slipping and falling from the path on which he has placed me.

In recent weeks, I've been praying for a friend who is going through a perfect storm of trials in her life.  Seeing her for the first time in a long time left me somewhat shaken, spiritually.  She was as beautiful as ever, the waves of adversity had washed away any remnant of her joy in The Lord. Her soul was wounded, her heart bruised and battered... and her feet had seemingly slipped far from the path she had once walked with the Lord. More heartbreaking than the trials she was experiencing was the toll they had taken on her faith, and on the course of her life.

Though I felt inadequate to offer her any words of counsel, the Lord reminded me that, through Him, I am more than competent (2 Cor 3:5).

After all, I have been there.

I remember all too well my journeys through the darkened detours; the forging of my own will and futile attempts at paving my own way with step stones of disobedience, discouragement, and discontentment. It wasn't that long ago and yet, on this side of freedom, it feels so very far ago.

Even in the years since I surrendered my heart to the Lord, I have made many missteps and wrong turns.  It has taken me years to grip firmly to the lesson in which He has been teaching me all along: The surrendering of my will and this staying on this path with Him means allowing Him to lead, daily.  Every single morning, I must choose to surrender - and to cling to truth.

It is by His grace, and His grace alone, that my feet are on the path. moving in accordance with His word.

"Whether you turn to the right or to the left, your ears will hear a voice behind you, saying, "This is the way; walk in it.""  Isaiah 30:21

I listened to my sweet friend as she revealed her hurts and her heart.  I saw so much of my past battles raging within her that it was frightening.  I vividly remember that chaos and that confusion.  Holding her hand, I looked her in the eyes and simply said, "When everything is falling apart around you - and inside of you, when nothing makes sense, when your body and your soul are at war with your spirit, you must hold on to what you know is truth.  His word is truth (John 17:17); His Spirit is truth (John 16:13) and the truth will set you free (John 8:32).  

I am still praying for her fervently. I am praying that the Lord will restore to her the joy of her salvation (Psalm 51:12) and that she will draw near to Him (James 4:8).

But in the days following that encounter, I have also found myself crying out the same petition for myself.  That He will hold me close and keep my steps secure.  I never want to slip and fall away again.

The following verse has crossed my path - and my heart - three different times this week, and I'm reminded of His faithfulness to me through His word.  His word that is my truth, and the answer to my prayers.

Whatever you are in the middle of today, cling to the truth and know that, through Him, our steps our safe.

Our footing is secure.

I lift up my eyes to the hills—

where does my help come from?

My help comes from the Lord,

the Maker of heaven and earth.

He will not let your foot slip—

he who watches over you will not slumber; 

(Psalm 121:1-3 NIV84)

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