Well y’all, it’s the beginning of a new year. (I’ll still be posting my usual end-of-the-year stuff in the next coming days and weeks, so hang on.) It amazes me how quickly these come and go. 2018 was wild and unpredictable but so full of God’s goodness.
As I type that sentence out, I’m reminded of a song lyric: “You find the wild things in the wilderness.” This world is not tame. Putting one foot in front of the other day after day and circumstance after circumstance is rough. Y’all know that. And so in this rough and wild world, I don’t want a tame God. I want—I need—a God who is even more wild and raw and powerful than the enemy that prowls around like a lion. I need the Lion of Judah Himself. And I need that wild and untamed faith in me. I don’t want to tame my faith and hope and confidence in God down to the level at which we experience God once a week at church. I want a wild, every-single-day faith that believes in things that are impossible. That walks in destinies no one has ever heard of before. That speaks to places and people no one talks about. That hears things no one says. I want a wild God, One who is unpredictable and who speaks to me in the awe and wonder of His character and His creation. I want a God whose rugged edges don’t fit in a box.
I have this God. But to have this God, I must know this God. The God of the Bible is One who inspires kings to worship in their most undignified state. One who gives over enemy leaders into the hands of strong women. One who loves the unseen. One who speaks in dreams. One who tenderly holds, protects, loves, and knows us.
Oh, to be known by God. To be loved is nothing if I am not known. But by God, I am both known and loved. To go out at look at the stars and to feed the birds and pick the flowers and to know that I am known and heard and seen by that God that made all of that? That is raw and that is wild. There is nothing tame about who God is to me. There is nothing small. He is big and He is vast yet He is personal. He comforts as I cry myself to sleep at night. He comforts as I toss and turn and cannot find rest. He is the joy in my smile and the skip in my step. He is the sole reason I can get out of bed and hold my head high with hope.
I can face this new year if I know His heart. My constant prayer is for Him to draw me closer, take me deeper, and to know His heart.
If you’re looking to get to know Him more, I recommend reading these books (I read them this year and LOVED them):
“Glory Rising” by Jeff Jansen
One final note: so often around New Years I hear people saying that this is the year that they will focus on themselves; they’re fed up with focusing on others or letting others dictate their lives/living by others’ opinions that they go off the opposite end of the spectrum and focus on themselves. Yes, learning about yourself, your personality, your love language, your triggers and what makes you tick are all important and helpful in helping you love and relate to others well. But there is a fine line there of not becoming self-absorbed and selfish. Focusing on ourselves is almost never the answer; focusing on God is. Focusing on ourselves or on other people is only going to get us human-oriented; we need to be God-oriented to see a difference in our lives and perspectives.
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