Monday, April 18, 2011

Needy

Psalm 107:33-43

"He turned rivers into a desert,
flowing springs into thirsty ground,
and fruitful land into salt waste,
because of the wickedness of those who lived there.

He turned the desert into pools of water
and the parched ground into flowing springs;
there he brought the hungry to live,
and they founded a city where they could settle.
They sowed fields and planted vineyards
that yeilded a fruitful harvest;
He blessed them, and their numbers greatly increased,
and He did not let their herds diminish.

Then their numbers decreased,
and they were humbled by oppression, calamity and sorrow;
he who pours contempt on nobles made them wander in the trackless waste.

But he lifted the needy out of their affliction
and increased their families like flocks.
The upright see and rejoice,
but all the wicked shut their mouths.

Whoever is wise, let him heed these things
and consider the great love of the Lord."


I saw a homeless woman today. She was standing on a corner with her sign, asking for help from hurried drivers. That is not a place people want to be. But out of desperation, people around the world humble themselves to stand on a corner and expose their needs to the world, hoping someone will pause to help.

I am afraid of being needy. I hate asking people for favors. I don't usually ask for help on anything. But I find myself frustrated. No matter what I have accomplished by myself, I am still so weak. I give in to negative emotions and self-pity. I lose perspective at the tiniest glitch in my life and don't consider that it may just be God's bigger, better plan.

This passage in Psalms opened my eyes. I am needy. Whether I think I am or not, I am in need. We are all in need of God. And when we shut out this need, we shut out God's blessings.

For the hungry, God prepared a place with fertile soil that produced much fruit. And for the needy, God provided escape and increase in numbers. How great a love that He provides for everyone who has need!

For the wicked, God dried up the ground. And for those who numbers decreased (which was not from God, verse 38 says God did not let their herds diminish), God allowed oppression, calamity and sorrow. How much greater a love that He also gives neediness to the proud! Verse 39 says these people were humbled by the oppression. By taking away the worldy things we rely on, God blesses us by clearing the mud from our eyes that blinds us to our need for Him.

So this is me standing on a corner with my sign: I need God.

God, we need you. And if we must be oppressed to see that need and learn to trust in you, then let it be. Prune us. Mold us. Renew us.

Friday, April 8, 2011

New Beginning

Hello Friends,

As you can see, I made my first post a long time ago and haven't made one since. I found out recently that I was accepted for an internship with Campus Christian Fellowship at East Carolina University, and I want to share this journey. And this not because my writing is that good, or my faith is so strong. But I want you to pray with me. I want you to see what God is doing. I want to reach outside my campus to inspire others to action--to live a life worthy of our calling.

This is not where I imagined myself being after graduating. Like most people, I wanted a "real job." But as I have grown over the past few years, I realize that ministering to God's children is the best job one could ever have. I get to pour into students, help them, learn from them, and trust God as He uses me to expand His Kingdom. This is our calling, no matter what we do from 8 to 5.

The idea of "treading the heights" comes from my favorite OT book, Habakkuk. As the prophet gives his worries to the Father, God whispers through his answer: "I've got this." It is the God-given peace that surpasses all understanding that elicits Habakkuk's final words:

"The Sovereign LORD is my strength;
   he makes my feet like the feet of a deer,
   he enables me to tread on the heights."

May we be surefooted in our faith, able to tread the heights of God's marvelous plans.

And so it begins...again. Thank you for your love and prayers. Keep me posted on your lives and ministries as well.

Looking forward to The Day,

Beth