“Maybe they just needed someone else to hold a lamp for a little while.” – Preston Yancey
I listen as you share your heart. Sharing the measures it takes for God to get your attention. I hear your brokenness. You recount the hindsight of seeing God’s provision, yet still struggle to recognize His voice without a Moses encounter.
Then I listen and watch as you are encouraged, reminded of the faith you have, even when you don’t feel it. I listen as others share their own stories about the ebb and flow of life and growth, of grace and redemption. Seasons filled with overflowing and others filled too often with silence.
And my mind drifts to those seasons. Seasons where we are apt to forget the provision of times past. Days where we forget the gifts already given. The days we need other voices to remind us of His hand when we can not remember. To help us count the gifts He has given us.
“Maybe they just needed someone else to hold a lamp for a little while.” — Preston writes. Holding their lamp. Yes. We need those who will carry our light for us when life dims our hearts.
When God seems silent and storms swirling around makes us question His goodness, we need others to walk alongside and draw out those memories of gifts given. When the only prayer a friend can whisper is “Why?” we pray in their stead, gently reminding they are not alone.
We view ourselves as weak when we feel we need others to encourage us. We don’t want to burden our friends. We don’t want others to worry. I am quite guilty of this as many are. But really the letting go and allowing others to carry our light for a while is where we find strength.
We all need a someone or two who can hold our light when it seems too dim, adding their own light to strengthen ours. I watch as these friends carry your lamp. I see the spark return as your heart finds encouragement again. You considered it weakness, this needing God’s voice to shout at you.
But in the end you found strength.
Have you had a season where you needed others to remind you of His faithfulness? Have you ever felt like you were weak during those times?
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