I know today – for you – is a big day.
You may have awoken early, anxious or with a pit in your stomach. I will not tell you that any of that is nonsense. In fact, I claim the opposite. You see, yesterday I too had to take back ground…and every moment up to it was miserable. I still feel as though I’m reeling from it. Yesterday was full of stomach pits so enormous I am still shocked they didn’t swallow me whole; and shaking hands, feet, arms; the splotchy chest and flushed cheeks from shallow breathing; and pre-played mental conversations that never seemed to end. I know the drill. Moments before the confrontation came, I had to excuse myself to lose it in the bathroom. So, I get it. I do.
But I can also tell you the moment the confrontation was over, it all felt worth it; and I, once again, reveled in the glory of faithfulness. So quick am I to forget. The weight of chaos and shame lifted off my shoulders with each word during the conversation; I partook an active role in staking claim to my freedom from that which had buried me for a long, long time. Of course, there are still things I have to work through and the task is not fully complete. I still -perhaps most importantly- have to mentally chose to dwell in said freedom. And that is, arguably, a task harder still than the confrontation itself. But, I travail because I know it is ground that is intended to be mine. I refuse to be captive.
And so, it is with the most sympathetic of hearts that I aim to encourage you today. I know what I am asking of you and I do not take it lightly. But I do ardently believe it will be for your good, and for greater glory.