"But I," is a phrase I would love to eliminate from my vocabulary. I hate to admit I use it as my get out of jail free pass way to often. "I would love to work out with you, but I am so tired." "I would go with you to that church event, but I am really busy today." "I would eat more healthy foods, but I just love donuts so dang much!" Can you relate? Why do I live my life by the but I?
When I pick up my bible I can't find any but I's.
Instead it's full of But God's! -In Genesis we learn about God destroying the whole earth; wiping out every living thing that wasn't on Noah's ark. Every. Living. Thing. The waters flooded the earth for 150 days! Can you even imagine?! I get cabin fever when it rains for 2 days! But here it comes, in Genesis 8:1 it can't be missed! "But God remembered Noah." He wasn't left on the giant floating zoo to die smelling like an animal; God had another plan for his life!
-In Genesis 50:20 the story of Joseph and his brothers household drama is finally at an end. He has been ridiculed by them more times than he can count and is finally served the ultimate betrayal when they throw him in a pit and sell him into slavery just so they won't have to deal with his bragging ways anymore! You know the rest, how he is wrongly accused, spends 14 years in prison and then finally becomes 2nd in command to the great pharaoh of Egypt! When he finally comes face to face with his brothers again he doesn't curse them, have them beaten or jailed. He says to them,"you intended to harm me, but God intended it for good...!"
Our bible has so many amazing stories that are all hinged on that wonderful little phrase,"but God!" And guess what so is your life!!
What I really need to do is sit down and write all of the miracles that could only be made possible by a,"but God". I'll give you one great example though that has been weighing on my mind. I have a daughter who has chosen her own path, one different from the one I pointed her towards her whole life. It's hard, it's painful, and it took me a long time to get to the point where I finally see Gods hand in the middle of the mess.
See, I was filtering MY faith through MY feelings. When my feelings would say you should be sad, your daughter, the child who needed you the most out of all three, doesn't even want a relationship with you. Your love, your life had no impact on her. Ouch that hurts just typing it😬. I may want to sit here for a moment and feel sorry for myself. But God (did you catch that?!) but God has grown my faith so much that that pity is so fleeting it almost makes me wonder if I'm uncaring! Is it ok to not be sad anymore?
I can only credit this change to the tiny seed of faith I offered up and God gladly accepted and developed into my "unnatural" belief that my child's life will in fact be so much greater because of this temporary season. She will accomplish so much more, she will reach so many with such a powerful testimony that I can't even fathom it!!
And this is why:
I have traded up! His yoke for my own. Matthew 11:29-30 "Take my yoke upon you and learn from Me, for I am gentle and humble in heart and you will find rest for your soul. For My yoke is easy and My burden is light."
I would still be a Christian, I would still be a pink wearing, coffee drinking, donut eating Surprise Girl, just with a deep wound in her heart that wouldn't heal. But God!