πŸ™ŒIt's the Friday Call to Worship!πŸ™Œ

My husband and I went on an evening walk a while ago. We rehashed a painful season we'd traversed in the previous months and marked how God had used it for our good. The conversation went deeper as we turned a familiar corner in our neighborhood. Yes, we have successfully navigated external hardships... but what about the ones woven into our family DNA? My husband worried aloud,"Your personality has changed. You were so bubbly... laughing all the time.. and now I can see how heavy life is on you." I conceded that the relentless spiritual warfare, crippling corruption, decade of distance from family, and special needs parenting has dug deep, rugged trenches in my formerly light disposition.

Trenches are famous for warfare. God is famous for winning.

My own trenches seem minuscule when I think of Israel's army traveling seven days without water. They were depleted with enemies closing in. But the Lord said to those bone-weary soldiers, "Make this valley full of trenches". (2 Kings 3:16 AMP)

Trenches are famous for toil. God is famous for providing. He meets us in our trenches.

Life-saving water sprung up from the trenches those tired soldiers dug. He met their needs there and defeated their enemy. Jesus once met a dried-out woman at a well and promised, "...the water I give... becomes a fresh, bubbling spring within them, giving them eternal life." (John 4:14) Living Water is limitless, unhindered by how deep or dry our trenches are, unconcerned with how they got there in the first place.

While I walked with my husband, I asked him to trust that my trenches aren't my identity or my personality. They are my temporary places to thirst and drink deeply. I need to need, or I'll never know true satisfaction. I can feel, even now, the bubbles of hope stirring just below the surface. Trenches are guaranteed in this lifetime. God is famous for eternity.

Listen to "Famous For" by Tauren Wells.

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πŸ™ŒIt's the Friday Call to Worship!πŸ™Œ