peace...

This week has been a battle...
when it came to obedience...
and writing Sister Talk...

Coming to pages and pages of nothing...
the temptation rang in my ears...
Just quit... it would be much easier...
tell the ladies there's just no more...

And yes... it was a real temptation...

But really... not an option...
a mom in the middle of heavy labor...
may say she wants to quit...
I can't... I can't... do... it... anymore...

Still... childbirth happens...
once the process starts it finishes...
contractions don't cease...
unless something is seriously wrong...

It continues... until the baby is born...

This birthing of ministry feels the same...
feelings of desperation...
longing for escape...
when really... there is none...
until it's done...the labor continues...

What I've recognized today...
in this moment...
I've come to a point of peace...
a new level of trust...
when it comes to Him completing a birth...

Flesh and bone babies are the work of His hand...
and so is spiritual birthing...
it's not up to me to quit... or strive...
it's up to me... to trust and obey...
finding strength in Him...

So today... for now... there is an uncanny peace in my spirit...
one that could only come from Him...
a blessing of holding firm in the battle...
choosing to trust Him...
instead of wave the white flag...

You keep him in perfect peace whose mind is stayed on you,

because he trusts in you.

Isaiah 26:3 ESV