Steadfast Love

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It was a gorgeous spring day, no jacket needed for one of the first times since the long hard Wisconsin winter. Age doesn’t matter on a day like this because the sunshine, birds and comfortable temperatures were calling everyone to enjoy the life it was offering. I was in my early twenties, working at a middle school. I had planned on taking full advantage of lunch time outside with the students. My kid at heart appeared with the sound of the bell and I headed to the playground with the 7th and 8th graders. Ever since I was a little girl, I’ve loved the swings. Not to brag but if there is such thing as an expert swinger, then I’m that. You know what they say, practice makes perfect! And I had practiced that long stretch of my legs, envisioning my toes in the clouds and at the same time my pull on the chains, mustering all my strength repeatedly. I have many memories of laughing with the friend next to me, we would either be in competition or married. (Is it just a hometown thing, or does everyone say you’re married if you’re matching your swing partner perfectly?) Thankfully, by the time I got out to the playground there was one swing left for me. I confidently sat down on that swing and challenged the boy next to me. “I bet I can get higher than you!” What 7th grade boy is going to turn that dare down? And we were off! My swing crept higher and higher with each stretch and pull. The wind felt cool on my face, but the sun was blanketing my body. My only care was to make sure I could back up my confidence with success. I’d look toward the sky and then I’d look over at my swing partner. I was in the sweet spot, when your body keeps going just long enough to come off the swing until it realizes it got too far ahead and plops back down to make the descent. I was there a few times until the last time. That’s when my body landed on the seat with just enough force to go right through the worn rubber. It happened all too quickly to process. In a split second my hands grasped the chains like never before, with no seat to hold the weight of my body, my feet eventually met the dry mud underneath me. I held on until I simply couldn’t anymore, and then I dropped onto the hard ground. Sitting up in a cloud of dust, I slowly realized what had just happened. I looked down and that’s when I saw my right pinky finger, completely bent at a 90-degree angle turning away from my hand. I had held on so tight; my finger had gotten stuck inside a chain link and broke from the impact. 

So often in life, swings give way from beneath us. With all confidence we position ourselves just so, never questioning if the rubber will deceive us. And although it shouldn’t be, in this life, we will have trouble. Fathers leave, friends are disloyal, bodies fail, children dishonor, churches hurt, leaders lose focus, and the list goes on and on and on. This shouldn’t be! This was not God’s design. Because of sin we live in a fallen world and the clever enemy uses schemes to confuse us. Let me just say, I’m sorry for the hurt and the pain that you experience. You don’t deserve it. It shouldn’t be. 

A few days ago, my six-year-old son asked, “if God knew Adam and Eve were going to sin, then why did he create the earth in the first place?” My husband’s wise answer? “Because he had you on His mind.” To which my son replied, “Dad, that was a long long time ago!” And, he responded with, “I know! God had you on His mind way back then!” And of course, I had to add my two cents. “God said life on earth will be like a vapor. He wanted you in eternity with Him.”  

Friends, there are so many things in life I find myself shaking my head at in disbelief with the words on my mouth, “this shouldn’t be.” Recently, my family has been experiencing just this kind of hurt. The kind of hurt that we never saw coming. And it hurts because we feel abandoned and left to the wolves so to say. The truth is, I shouldn’t have had to question myself before I sat on that swing. I don’t see many people walking up to a swing and inspecting it before they decide whether they will trust it. (Although, I’m sure there are some.) As Moses spoke words of the Lord to Israel, he said, “Be Strong and Courageous, do not be afraid or terrified because of them, for the Lord your God goes with you; He will never leave you nor forsake you.” (Deuteronomy 31:6) Let those words be your hope and assurance of the goodness of God. He is near. He will never leave you nor forsake you. I want to say it again, because I want these words to be on my lips more than the words, “this shouldn’t be.” Your father in heaven will never leave you nor forsake you. Never. He is our one true constant. He is our sustainer and our keeper. There is absolutely nothing that can take Him away from you. People pass away, our jobs are not guaranteed, our homes can be destroyed. We can’t control other people, what they say or how they feel about us, and we certainly can’t control the cultural norms. But, our heavenly father, He will never leave us, no matter what.

Now, imagine yourself on a swing. Your toes are in the clouds and the strength you use to pull against the chains is not your own. You can rely on His strength no matter what may come your way. Keep your eyes, your focus on Jesus. Psalm 123:1 says, “I lift up my eyes to you, to you whose throne is in heaven.” And Psalm 121:1 says, “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.”  Hold onto these words with all your might and you’re going to be ok.

Isaiah 54:10 says, “Though the mountains may depart, and the hills be removed, but my steadfast love shall not depart from you, and my covenant of peace shall not be removed,” says the Lord who has compassion on you.” In Hebrew, the word hesed means steadfast love. It’s a firm and unwavering kind of love. Ann Voskamp describes it beautifully in her book Waymaker. She writes, “Hesed is an entirely singular kind of love that says: You are chosen because God simply and forever chooses to perfectly hesed-attach himself to you. You are not merely endured, you are not hardly tolerated, you are not barely accepted-but you- your very being, your actual presence, your whole soul, all of the miracle that is you is wanted – picked, chosen, delighted in, special- simply because your lungs expand to take in His love and exhale with love, the kiss of existence. God wants to inhale you, move with you, curl like kindness around your every thought. Believing this is to be really living.” Our God is greater than any injustice you have faced, and He will never leave you. He hesed loves you. May these words sink deep down into your soul and may you believe in the blessed assurance of Our Father’s Hesed love. 

Oh the Freedom

Photo by: Kali Marie Photography

By: Guest Author, Sarah Vander Sanden

Find rest, O my soul, in God alone; my hope comes from Him. He alone is my rock and my salvation; he is my fortress, I will not be shaken. My salvation and my honor depend on God; he is my mighty rock, my refuge. Psalm 62: 5-7

This verse is often read during times of trouble. It reminds us of the infinite hope that we can find in knowing and trusting the goodness of our creator. It is a proclamation of the strength that we possess as vessels of the Holy Spirit. It is undeniably powerful. As our God is alive, so is His word….recently I read this verse and something different stood out to me. The words, “my honor depends on God,” resounded in my head. Those five words are transformational! My honor depends on God. In my greatest effort-on my very best day-I am not worthy of honor without the blood of my Jesus cleansing me free from my sin. 

About a month ago, one of my sons (there are 4;), was caught in a lie. Initially, he tried to hide it. Cover it up as a miscommunication or unintentional. As The Spirit prompted me to push in for the truth, he eventually confessed to his motives and the lies that were tangled up within. At first, I was heartbroken that he had lied to me. Lies are so dangerous. I just want so much better for him. After we sorted through the truth and he apologized in tears multiple times, he said these words to me, “Mom, this is one of the best days of my life”. “What do you mean?” I questioned. “Well, he said, now I’m free…I don’t have anything to hide. I don’t even care what my consequences are”. Mind blown! Instead of being fearful of a future life of lies, I was now standing face to face with the shimmering beauty of a repented heart. A heart that not only brought his failures to the Lord but allowed God to then refill him with grace and HONOR. He didn’t wallow in how inadequate he was. He didn’t try to tell me or God how unworthy he was. He opened his hands and heart to the one he knows can do what he can’t….he accepted forgiveness for falling short and then got right back up and ran in the honor that was bestowed on him the day he allowed Jesus to become his savior. He walked with the honor of knowing he was God’s son and nothing he could do could change that. His honor had not been stolen or lost that day. For me, it was such an example of what to do when we fall down and how our identity and honor can’t be shaken if they are rooted in Christ. To receive so readily…..to trust that He can and will fulfill His promises….my mom heart can’t express the gratitude I felt in that moment that He knew exactly what to do when he fell down and who could fix it. When Jesus tells us to become like children, (Matthew 18:1-5) I think it has much less to do with being “care free and wild” and much more to do with our choice to receive His promises…to get up and walk in them…. to allow our honor to be tied to His worthiness and not our own. To simply receive what he has given. What immense rest can be found here… Oh the freedom!!!!