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Would you agree that there are seasons or chapters of life? If you would agree, then would you also say that how we define those seasons is what most often separates us? And, absolutely, what transpires in those seasons are unique to you.  

Some years ago, I attended a Chazown experience at my local church. The word chazown (pronounced khaw-ZONE) is from the Hebrew, and means a dream, revelation, or vision. During the experience, we were asked to define major events in our lives, which later would be grouped into chapters of your lives. Without much thought, I began to document defining moments - good and bad - and then grouped them into chapters.

On that day, I grouped the events of my life with the following themes: Childhood, Awkward Years, College, Love vs. Lust, Motherhood, Pursuit of Happiness, Ministry, Marriage, Loving Me.

We were further instructed to not take things too seriously, or overthink it. Got it. Made sense. But, then the work really began when we were instructed to recognize and note the lessons that came out of those chapters. And, honestly, identifying the lessons was not the hard part, it was processing the feelings associated with those seasons. Specifically, the innocence, the shame, the guilt, the sin, the restoration. 

My pastor has said recently that you don't have to be chosen by people when you are called by God. Ain't that the truth. Without hesitation, I knew that I had to walk through the most difficult chapters of my life because I was called to a purpose greater than me.  Every test builds my testimony. Every mess has been turned into a message. And, every setback was actually a setup for God to do what He does best. This is how we fight our battles. 

It was hard to process those emotions not because I have not dealt with them, but because my heart is overwhelmed by how much God loves me. He never left me. And, there were definite times He carried me, but the greatest times was when He went before me and made a way. This is how I fight my battles. Because I have read the end of the story, we win, because of Him. 

Nehemiah 2:17-18 says, Then I gave them my report: “Face it: we’re in a bad way here. Jerusalem is a wreck; its gates are burned up. Come—let’s build the wall of Jerusalem and not live with this disgrace any longer.” I told them how God was supporting me and how the king was backing me up. They said, “We’re with you. Let’s get started.” They rolled up their sleeves, ready for the good work.

Are you in a season where you feel burned out or even a total wreck? Instead of living there too long, roll up your sleeve and rebuild. You can not help anyone out of a void, only an overflow. God is there, let Him be the master builder in your life. 

Today, there is another chapter being written that is laced with the strength and perseverance that only comes from a Heavenly Father that thinks highly of me and has shown me that He is not done with me. Matter of fact, we may just be getting started. There is purpose in the pain.

Father God, thank You for how You have wonderfully knit us together, and planted a purpose that is greater than us and deeper than our imagination. Allow us not to be stuck in our own minds, and surrender to Your Will. Break our hearts for what breaks Yours. Let our eyes see Your Glory. And, may the Holy Spirit be the small, still voice that guides us. In Your Name we pray. Amen. 

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