As my relationship with Christ deepens I become more aware of how His work flows. I can see how some life events can burst forth this flow of God’s love and transformation.
God has blessed been blessing me with a peek at the work He is doing in this world.
One event that can seem like such a curse in that moment you are enduring the storms. I have found that if you can stand still for just a moment, you may catch a glimpse of His power stretching out beyond your moment, beyond your small space in this world. You can see how those around are being touched by His Spirit. A simple word, a small prayer, an act of kindness that normally never would be.
Believers and Unbelievers alike can be changed and transformed by God’s touch if you allow His light to shine.
As my blended family dealt with drama, stress and rejection, I was able to sit back and watch Him flow. I was touched by how everyone in my little family allowed themselves to be human and express their feeling, but to also know when to be silent and offer kindness and love.
I heard of other’s being touched by the acceptance and love that flowed from our home, even when our flesh was screaming for justice!
Galatians 5:22-23 (NIV)
22 But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, forbearance, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, 23 gentleness and self-control. Against such things there is no law.
Despite the slaps in the face we were receiving from all side. The pressure was cooking our emotions, they were raw, they were tired, they were done. Despite all the adversity, we all chose to grow in some way, we all chose to react differently. That was God. Only the Holy Spirit can bear this fruit in such a place.
Helping hands extended, manipulations brought to a halt, we were real.
This is not to say that emotions didn’t flow, this is not to say that words came out when they shouldn’t have. We are all still human. There was a distinct difference this time. Jesus was working in us through this trial. We leaned back on our faith and let Him bring us through it and we were all the better because of it.
The ripples of His work spread as we shared and chose differently and let Jesus lead the way through.
My only prayer is that we can continue to do that each time life’s storms come to our homes. What a better place this would be.