God’s been speaking to me a lot lately about how He can use my struggles with depression as an instrument of His voice.
Immediately, two things happened.
My brain did a complete inventory of all the things I could bring to the table that were way shinier and better than my ongoing battle with chronic D.
You know, in case He didn’t already know.
And second, I quickly and lamely replied, “Lord? My struggle hasn’t concluded yet. No healing to show for. No mind-bending progress. In fact, I’m still pretty broken some days.”
Funny how we make everything all about us. Which is the enemy’s intent for our hard circumstances in the first place. To take our focus off the One able to sustain us and already IS our victory.
None of this is about the struggle.
All of it is about His life-altering power to use it for His purpose and His glory.
And in case we’re tempted to cry out, “well, that’s not fair!”…..
It’s for our benefit.
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His magnificent love for us means He won’t waste a second weaving and orchestrating a better meaning to every hard journey, a better impact for every story written, and a redemption for every hard season that brought you low.
So that there is holy significance in the suffering.
So that there becomes a deliberate liberation from the “why me?”
So that we can testify that we were never left on our own, and that we can be intentional about where our Strength really lies.
And then decide to be the vessel of hope instead of the pit of despair.
So that we can be the instrument that connects others with that same I Am.
So that He can begin the same provision in them.
The other day I randomly picked up our landline as it rang at home. I usually let the answering machine get it since it’s rarely important if it’s not through my cell.
It’s important to note that I had literally just finished talking to God about all this during my quiet time with Him that day. I had found myself praying the words, “Lord, take all of me and make me an instrument of You, for Your kingdom. Make it all count for something bigger than myself, please.”
And then the phone rang.
And although I hardly ever answer the home phone, I picked up to a cheerful tech update from the company who hosts this very blog account.
And as their tech rep walked through some new updates they wanted to make sure I was aware of, she opened this blog site on her own screen, intent on understanding who she was connected with. And paused.
I won’t give you the details of our exact convo. But for some length we began to talk about depression. And faith. And how hard it was to watch someone dear to you go through their own battle. And what can we do, what should we know?
I spent the rest of the day praying for the tech rep and her loved one, asking God to keep sowing hope and strength into her own story somehow.
That small window of opportunity was God engineering the first chance that day to offer my story for His glory.
Had He been waiting all along for me to intentionally offer myself as His instrument? To get my eyes off the struggle and back onto the One who desires partnership with us, working in us and through us?
I think about accounts in the Bible where there was a holy significance to the suffering of His people. About how the dark would become a showcase for His Light. About how a battle would become the foundation for overwhelming and miraculous victory. About how He used the weary and weak to bring about undeniable provision of His love and glory.
Does He use the shiny things too? When we offer them back to Him, you bet! Does He also long for there to be testimonies of victory? Of course.
But a struggle gives us the chance to relate, to be real, to offer our experience as a gift for the hopeless and helpless to unwrap and receive and be built up by, through His will.
So, friends. With all the strength you have left, know that your struggle has not gone unnoticed by the Good Father.
And that it’s never just about us.
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You’ll be a hand reaching out of the proverbial life raft to catch another ready to drown. And introduce to the Life Preserver.
You’ll be the one person who gets it.
Maybe the first safe place they’ve encountered on their own journey.
You’ll be an instrument of hope, of grace, of compassion, of true empathy, of restoration. Of God’s deep and all-encompassing love.
All because of your story of struggle. You’re given such a powerful way to be His instrument of life and hope. He wastes nothing we go through, and is our shelter and refuge at the mention of His name.
Let’s lift our eyes, our hearts, and whatever we battle, and say, “Lord, make me an instrument of Your voice in some way today!”
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