A woman I admire and follow and read and quote just caused a storm in the Christian world. For me, it called into question those who I respect--because if she is not who I thought she was, then is anyone who I believe them to be? And if someone I admire for her beliefs and how she stands for them has now changed her beliefs about something this big, then what do I stand on? When the sand beneath my feet begins to shift, where is the solid ground?
As I wrote a few days ago, this election has also caused me heartache. I voted, but as soon as the ballot left the mailbox, I wondered if I voted for the "right" person. I had almost no peace about voting for any candidate--and I do mean any! There is not a single one who will represent who I am and what I believe and what I stand for. So, how do I stand when there is nothing to stand on?
When my house is a mess and I haven't made a decent dinner in a week and the bread goes moldy and I can't quite get my act together, my identity cannot be found in what I do because I fail......often. So, if I depend on my ability to hold it all together to stand strong, how far will I fall when my abilities fail me?
I caught Natalie Grant's song "King of the World" on the radio the other day and it was a balm for my soul. Here are some of the words:
I tried to fit you in the walls inside my mind
I try to keep you safely in between the lines
I try to put you in the box that I've designed
I try to pull you down so we are eye to eye
When did I forget that you've always been the king of the world?
I try to take life back right out of the hands of the king of the world
How could I make you so small
When you're the one who holds it all
When did I forget that you've always been the king of the world
Just a whisper of your voice can tame the seas
So who am I to try to take the lead
Still I run ahead and think I'm strong enough
When you're the one who made me from the dust
I try to keep you safely in between the lines
I try to put you in the box that I've designed
I try to pull you down so we are eye to eye
When did I forget that you've always been the king of the world?
I try to take life back right out of the hands of the king of the world
How could I make you so small
When you're the one who holds it all
When did I forget that you've always been the king of the world
Just a whisper of your voice can tame the seas
So who am I to try to take the lead
Still I run ahead and think I'm strong enough
When you're the one who made me from the dust
If this is true of the God I serve, and I believe it is, then there is no scandal, no President, no failure of mine that can cause the ground beneath my feet to shift. He is no less than the king of the world and when I believe the doomsday rhetoric around me, I make Him small and put Him in a box. He knew when He created the world that we would be here in this exact place in America near the end of 2016. Our mess doesn't scare Him, so it shouldn't scare me either. The Rock I stand on is solid--He is the King of the world.
