Maturing in Christ comes at a cost but his mercies are new every morning

When the voice of God speaks it is to say a thing so necessary that all other things said around it fall away.

We are quick to take every lovely thought and turn it into God’s words, and whilst they most likely are, they are not automatically his pointed speech toward our lives and direction and choices just because they’re encouraging.

For sometimes he speaks with a soft tongue, other times a silver sword, yet always with the deepest of love and grace. Never do his words condemn us or put us to shame, rather they empower us to acknowledge our failings and recognise we are made for so much more than what we’ve settled for.

‘So now the case is closed. There remains no accusing voice of condemnation against those who are joined in life-union with Jesus, the Anointed One. ‘

Romans 8:1 TPT
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I sat at the Fathers knee for years, pleading for words of life and he faithfully loved on me and tolerated my frail faith, feeding me encouragement, instruction and love. His indulgence kind and merciful.

But this did not last and for many years since I convinced myself he no longer spoke to me, when in fact, he just stopped fluffing my ego and turned his back, not to reject me, but to strengthen me and cause me to stand up straight and follow his lead.

‘For everyone who lives on milk is [doctrinally inexperienced and] unskilled in the word of righteousness, since he is a spiritual infant. But solid food is for the [spiritually] mature, whose senses are trained by practice to distinguish between what is morally good and what is evil.’

Hebrews 5:13 – 14 AMP

Yet still I wailed in protest at how much harder I had to work to connect with him.

‘Therefore let us get past the elementary stage in the teachings about the Christ, advancing on to maturity and perfection and spiritual completeness, [doing this] without laying again a foundation of repentance from dead works and of faith toward God, ‘

Hebrews 6:1 AMP
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Now, since the dust has settled and the crying games are over, I live in these moments – the still and almost silent ones where only his and my footprints are visible and the sounds of our breaths heard. 

It is these moments I am learning to cherish. For it is within the words spoken with brevity and solemnity that I recognize the true voice of the Father and can heed his deep wisdom.

At times I yearn for those days of heady perfumed poetry sung over my heart and I long for the emotional rush of that newly forged relationship but now I find myself settling in for the long haul, waiting, patience and peace sitting beside me, knowing that these mature words would never have come if I stayed in my infantile and juvenile frame of mind.

Not that I am saying this to call attention to any need of mine; since, as far as I am concerned, I have learned to be content regardless of circumstances.

Philippians 4:11 AMP

Thank God for his mercies. Thank God for his soft heart as well as his firm hand. Thank God that he knows my beginning and end and all that stands between him and I and thank God he is not afraid to pull it all down.

The faithful love of the Lord never ends! His mercies never cease.

Lamentations 3:23 AMP
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May you be blessed; may you grow in spiritual stature and wisdom, at peace with your relationship with God, yet always seeking more, always knowing he is leading you into deeper places.

Stay strong, live well, love much,

Miriam

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