“Don’t you know I can redeem time?” He asks me, full of confidence in His abilities and love for me and with not a bit of condemnation in His voice. And suddenly the storm of condemnation I am drowning in begins to cease as I pause to listen more closely.
As the tears roll off my cheeks, I receive the invitation to surrender all the things I am mad at myself for not accomplishing and all the ways I fall short of being the person I think I should be. Oh how often my failures, shortcomings, and sin glare me in the face, accusing me and letting me know just how far I have to go. It’s like I’ve been running a race for so long that my feet are blistered and I am tired to my bones, thinking the finish line is just one more turn away… Only to make that turn and see that the finish line may never come because I am in a desert that seems to have no end. I feel hopeless to ever “arrive” at being that woman I envision myself being.
Desperate for help from Him, I accept the invitation to come surrender it all (the same invitation also extended to you in Matthew 11:28-30) and start going through each specific thing that keeps me frustrated and condemned. As I set my mind on one at a time, I hear Him: I can redeem it. Yes, I can redeem that, too. Yes, even that.
And in the arid desert land of frustration, hopelessness, and condemnation, Joy surfaces. The joy that comes from feeling free. I feel the raindrops begin to fall as I look up, thankful that yet again He has kept His promise to never leave or forsake me. Raindrops of hope. “Times of refreshing are coming. You don’t quit.”
The raindrops become more and more frequent until it’s as if the bottom bursts out of the clouds. The cracked, thirsty ground beneath my feet begins to look very differently as I feel my strength renewed and my eyes fixate on not what lies before me or behind but instead on the One who is with me. And I know, with all that’s within me I know, that this One who has began a good work in me will see it to completion. But each step of the way I must remember He isn’t the one doing the condemning and He isn’t the one getting frustrated with me. No, that’s me, listening to the lies of our enemy.
So I run, with my head held high. Because I know My Redeemer lives… And He loves me.
Fear not, for I AM with you; be not dismayed, for I AM your God; I WILL strengthen you, I WILL help you, I WILL uphold you with My righteous right hand. -Isaiah 41:10

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