{"id":2940,"date":"2010-05-27T18:07:45","date_gmt":"2010-05-27T23:07:45","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/bekahcubed.menterz.com\/blog\/?p=2940"},"modified":"2010-05-27T18:07:45","modified_gmt":"2010-05-27T23:07:45","slug":"thankful-thursday-isaiah-3015","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/bekahcubed.menterz.com\/blog\/2010\/20100527-2940.htm","title":{"rendered":"Thankful Thursday: Isaiah 30:15"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><b>Today I&#8217;m thankful for God, who brings His word to my remembrance, and who faithfully pursues me, even when I run to another.<\/b><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/bekahcubed.menterz.com\/blog\/category\/thankfulness\/thankful-thursday\"><img loading=\"lazy\" alt=\"Thankful Thursday banner\" src=\"http:\/\/bekahcubed.menterz.com\/images\/buttons\/thankfulthursday.jpg\" title=\"Thankful Thursday banner\" class=\"aligncenter\" width=\"400\" height=\"133\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>A little less than a week ago, I wrote of my <a href=\"http:\/\/bekahcubed.menterz.com\/blog\/2010\/20100521-2872.htm\">silent cry<\/a>&#8211;the ache, the request within my soul that I can&#8217;t articulate.  I was working on a sewing project with a lump (size large) in my throat and tears bottled inside, refusing to overflow.  I worked for an hour, maybe more, with no thought in my head except that one inarticulate cry.  <\/p>\n<p>Then one verse popped into my head&#8211;a verse I had memorized many long years ago (in a different translation than I currently use).  &#8220;In repentance and rest is your salvation, in quietness and trust is your strength.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>The verse rolled over and over in my mind, combining with the cry.  I continued on with my work, moving seamlessly (ha-ha!) from sewing to organizing.<\/p>\n<p>Then another thought arose and sought prominence.  &#8220;You should check out the context of that.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Okay,&#8221; I thought.  &#8220;I&#8217;ll check it once I&#8217;m done folding this laundry.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;No, I think you should check it out now.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Reluctantly, I put down my work.  I&#8217;ve taken such comfort in my work, staying busy as a means of enjoyment&#8211;yes&#8211;but also as a means of avoidance.  As long as I was working, I didn&#8217;t have to process that cry.  The pain I was experiencing couldn&#8217;t cripple me unless I stopped.  But I feared that if I were to stop, I&#8217;d never be able to start again.  <\/p>\n<p>But now, I needed to stop, needed to put aside my laundry and look up that verse.<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>&#8220;Woe to the rebellious children,&#8221; says the Lord,<br \/>\n&#8220;Who take counsel, but not of Me,<br \/>\nAnd who devise plans, but not of My Spirit,<br \/>\nThat they may add sin to sin;<br \/>\nWho walk to go down to Egypt,<br \/>\nAnd have not asked My advice,<br \/>\nTo strengthen themselves in the strength of Pharoah,<br \/>\nAnd to trust in the shadow of Egypt!&#8221;<br \/>\n<i>Isaiah 30:1-2<\/i><\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>In light of my recent struggles, I&#8217;d devised my plans.  I&#8217;d figured out how I was going to get through them.  I was going to keep busy.  I was going to distract myself.  I was going to push through despite my lack of heart.  <\/p>\n<p>I took counsel, of a sort.  Mostly, I explained what I&#8217;d decided in such a compelling way that none of my counselors could dare disagree.  And when they did, when they started using the subtle phraseology of redirection, I ignored them.<\/p>\n<p>I placed my trust in my chosen plan.  It would work.  It would have to work.<\/p>\n<p>Still I added sin to sin. I was NOT placing my trust in God. I was worried (Matt 6:23-34). I was anxious (Phil 4:6-7).  <\/p>\n<p>And my plan produced no results.  They exhausted me, they ravaged my emotions, they left me in despair.  <\/p>\n<p>And then God, in His wisdom, brought the memorized Scripture, Isaiah 30:15 into my mind.  <\/p>\n<blockquote><p>&#8220;For thus says the Lord God, the Holy One of Israel:<br \/>\n&#8216;In returning and rest you shall be saved;<br \/>\nIn quietness and confidence shall be your strength.&#8217;<br \/>\nBut you would not.&#8221;<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>God offered an answer.  Not the Egypts I had been trusting in.  Not the busyness I had clung to.  He offered Himself.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Return to Me,&#8221; He said. &#8220;Rest in Me.&#8221;<br \/>\n&#8220;Quiet your soul. Take confidence in Me.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>The Israelites Isaiah spoke to would not.<\/p>\n<p>But I will.<\/p>\n<p>I will turn aside from the Egypt that my flesh so desperately wants to run to.<\/p>\n<p>I will uncurl my hand from the things I so desperately want to cling to.<\/p>\n<p>I will silence my soul.  I will rest in Him.<\/p>\n<p>I will take confidence in this: &#8220;that He who has begun a good work in [me] will complete it until the day of Jesus Christ.&#8221;<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>&#8220;For thus says the Lord God, the Holy One of Israel:<br \/>\n&#8216;In returning and rest you shall be saved;<br \/>\nIn quietness and confidence shall be your strength.'&#8221;<\/p><\/blockquote>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Today I&#8217;m thankful for God, who brings His word to my remembrance, and who faithfully pursues me, even when I run to another. A little less than a week ago, I wrote of my silent cry&#8211;the ache, the request within my soul that I can&#8217;t articulate. 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