Thursday afternoon I went for a run on one of the running trails where I work. If you’ve never been to Okinawa, let me tell you what it’s like…city in the midst of lush, tropical jungle. Seriously. And when you’re on a running trail in this type of weather and shrubbery, there’s no telling what you’ll encounter on your journey (like a snake, spider, 3-inch high snail, ferrot, etc).
God met me on my run again. Maybe it’s because I called on Jesus – loudly might I add – towards the end of the run. But He met me. And I felt very small all of a sudden. Not in a bad way…just in a real way. The path back seemed so far and I felt so small walking on the path I’d just run. I felt like I was just one small piece of God’s planet – but yet He still came and saw about me!
These past 6 months…*sigh*. That’s all I can say. But that afternoon, God was telling me that it was time to let that go, learn what He wanted me to learn and keep reaching for the mark. I had to be broken down so God could build me up to be the woman HE wants me to be. I had to be taught that a true servant of God serves despite their feelings of the people involved or the circumstances, or their situation. I had to be taught that joy has nothing to do with happiness. That joy is a result of my relationship with God. Happiness results from getting what I want. I had to learn that the joy of the Lord really is my strength and that I need to let Him work out my feelings so I can get back to that joy. I had to learn that sin is real and that it will not produce the life God wants you to have. I had to learn that God doesn’t want to be a part of my decisions…He wants to be the director and lord of my life.
So many things I had to learn – can’t list them all here without writing a book =). But God came and saw about me. I am small – so microscopic in this grand planet of life. But I am loved.