Anyone who knows me for more than a minute knows I’m quite a curious person. I love to know everything that’s going on. My husband has given up on trying to surprise me anymore. Between my keen observation skills and many questions, I often ‘ruin’ surprises. I just can’t help myself.
I’ve been like this as long as I can remember.
Often I try to curb my curiosity, because I often find myself having the urge to ‘know’ things that are going on solely for the purpose of being in the know. I have even gone to the step of not being on our church’s prayer ministry list because I don’t trust myself and my curiosity.
And I have realized this is an area that the enemy has used in my life.
Gossip, judgment, nosiness….I struggle.
Curiosity can be a blessing, and a curse.
So when the opportunity to read an advance copy (see what I mean?!?!?) of the book Curious Faith as part of the book launch team presented itself, I jumped. Because….
Logan’s words did not disappoint.
My book is dog-eared, highlighted, has pieces of paper sticking out of it, and just might have a little chocolate smeared on the pages.
I read a large portion of it while in the waiting room of the hospital this fall as Hubs had surgery. I was highlighting and folding down pages like crazy, and ended up reading quotes from the book to a woman in the waiting room with me. I just couldn’t contain myself with the truth bombs I was reading!
I loved so much of it. There’s so much wisdom and insight in these pages.
…because who hasn’t straddled a fence for a little too long?
If this sentence had been the only one I read out of the entire book….it was enough. It sets all that I have felt about suffering and being in a valley on it’s ear. Because, really…if Jesus had to suffer to fulfill His mission on earth…who am I to think any of us can escape this life without a dose of suffering too?
But this? It left me thinking, “God….did you have Logan write that for me?”
These 2 sentences sum up my journey of this past summer and fall. I was almost literally broken by my tumble down a flight of marble stairs. I limped physically and emotionally for months as I recovered from injuries and an infection as a result of the fall that caused hospitalization, medical procedures, IV’s, and about a million doctor’s appointments with infectious disease doctors, visiting nurses, surgeons, plastic surgeons, and even a nurse ‘visit’ by my best girlfriend in the back of her car. I never would’ve thought I’d be toting IV bags of antibiotics across states on a football trip. But I’d be darned if a PICC line and antibiotics would stop me from cheering on my team!
But despite my physical and emotional ‘limp’ God was so faithful. I can truly say that I walked out of that wilderness changed and redeemed from the broken and not defined by the pain. God was so near, so sweet, so kind and loving to me. Sure, I had moments, many of them, that I didn’t think that I would be changed for the better while I was in it. It pushed me emotionally and spiritually to places I had never been.
But the beauty of being in hard seasons is that it opens your eyes to the way God is working in your life.
And that journey is one that, now that I’m on the other side of it, I wouldn’t change for the world.
God is faithful, and when I can see that with a curious faith, I am a blessed woman indeed.
I want to leave you with one section that impacted me, and I hope it will encourage you too.
A light at the end of the tunnel isn’t the ultimate destination. We’ve been given a torch of faith to walk through a tunnel when we can’t see where we are going, and thankfulness along the way to make us brave.
We walk by faith and not by sight. One foot in front of the other. One thankful work before another. Where waiting isn’t purgatory, but is strong and courageous and joyful.
So I guess I’ll never write a book about my experience with those marble stairs and recovery from the injuries they inflicted on me.
Since Logan stole the words out of my heart.
But, really, they’re God’s words….so no matter who writes them down, we know the Author.
And it is my hope and prayer that reading my words, Logan’s words, God’s Word will help you know the Author of your life a little bit better.
And you will find Him faithful.
Because He is.