Deliverance
Deliverance is as much a transformation of the heart as it is a transference of the body
But be warned. In Scripture, and in life, the road to deliverance nearly always takes a detour. Rarely do the people of God reach any kind of promised land without a journey or two through the wilderness.
Inspired Rachel Held Evans
Moses. The Israelites. The Prodigal Son. Joseph and his amazing coat. Hagar. Mary Magdalene. Jesus.
Me? You?
OMG. . . In So Many Ways. . .Deliverance.
Not one BIG deliverance, it seems. But many. Over and over. Wilderness leads to deliverance.
But oh my. The moment my foot is on a wilderness path – deliver me, please. Must I wait? God’s timing can be a tad bit long. Like Moses. Forty years. I don’t have forty years left!
As I recall, I have had many quick deliverances. Deliverances that I did not see as deliverances. Until now.
Would I get the job? The phone call? A reconciliation? An answer to discernment? A health decision.
Yes. I have named my wilderness experiences. No, I have not named the way out as my deliverance.
OMG. . .In So Many Ways. Story after story about God’s faithfulness on deliverance Past and present. Yet even though I witnessed my stories of deliverance, I didn’t name them as such.
There have been many. Big and small. Stories of the way out. The path to a new place. Most were not huge “aha” moments. And most were only noticed in retrospect. But deliverance they were. Out of a fog. A valley. An uncomfortable situation. An indecision. Out of a particular wilderness.
Sounds kind of silly. After these many years, to just realize God’s faithfulness. In yet one more area of my life. But there it is.
OMG. . .In So Many Ways. . .Deliverance, over and over and over again!
I need to write the deliverances as I get them. Thanks for the reminder