Strong ankles

Thank you to those of you who supported me during Dressember.  Thanks to the generosity of family and friends, I raised over $1500 – all of which will help rescue girls out of sexual slavery and help them recover.  These rescued girls face a new life filled with hope!  Thank you!  I thoroughly enjoyed wearing dresses for a month.  Thanks to my daughter, I had plenty to choose from and enjoyed wearing her dresses so much that they permanently live in my cupboard – if I am not wearing them.

Dresses for Dressember

Dresses for Dressember

Three months have elapsed since I last wrote.  I have not had words to share or even the inclination to put fingers to keyboard.  These months have been full of happenings that have taken up my mental and emotional capacity.  I have had nothing left.  Since my last post, this is roughly what has been happening:

Our son Jonathan got engaged to be married to Shelley and their wedding is in two weeks.  I lost my job – was declared “excess to requirements” and had my last day there on 1 December.  We have had various health issues to address for different family members.  A potential new job has arisen – which has required much thought and prayer.  At times, I have felt that one of those events would be enough to face. That is some of what has been heavy in my heart.  But weddings are exciting and I am excited about this event!

This morning I had one of those amazing moments when “God spoke” to me deeply and personally.  I love walking and I wear one of those wrist devices that counts how far I walk each day.  My goal is 10,000 steps and most days I average more.  To walk, you need strong and well supported ankles.  I have been blessed with slender ankles that regularly complain that I expect far too much of them and the feet they hold and support. With slenderness comes fragility and vulnerability.

Psalm 18 is filled with amazing imagery.  David wrote it in response to his deliverance from the hand of all his enemies and from the hand of Saul.  I can’t relate to the physical fear of death that David felt, but these last months, I have had moments of mild panic as I have thought about the different things happening in my life.  Yes, I have worried.  Yes, I have not slept.  Yes, my mind has had anxious thoughts swirl and buzz as they have fought for my attention.  One image David uses jumped out at me this morning and made me take notice and read the rest of the Psalm more thoughtfully:

You broaden the path beneath me, so that my ankles do not give way. (v 36)

Tired ankles need a rest!

Tired ankles need a rest!

So much depends upon strong ankles.  David says that with the Lord’s help he can scale a wall.  Not with weak ankles!  I don’t think I can scale a wall and have no plans to attempt such a venture, but with the Lord’s help, I can more than cope with what is in my life at this present moment.  David expresses deep confidence in His great God.  He is the creator of this world, He reached down from on high and drew him out of the deep waters, He rescued him, he brought him out into a spacious place:

he rescued me because he delighted in me.  (v 19)

Despite our flaws and failings, we have a God who loves us and hears our cries for help.  He not only hears our cries, but He answers!

I love how David starts this Psalm – he has such confidence in His God and filled with praise:

I love you, O Lord, my strength.  The Lord is my rock, my fortress and my deliverer; my God is my rock, in whom I take refuge.  He is my shield and the horn of my salvation, my stronghold.  I call to the Lord, who is worthy of praise, and I am saved…. (v 1-3)

I look at my ankles which remind me of my fragility and vulnerability.  Now they also remind me that in His strength they are made strong and will not give way.  What an amazing God we have!

About sarahcondie

I am a Christian, a wife, a mother, an ex-librarian, a minister's wife, a women's Pastor, a quilter, a reader, I enjoy thinking about things slowly, I love cups of tea, I love sitting at my kitchen table in dappled sunlight and chatting with my friends, my children's friends, my family abut anything and everything.
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2 Responses to Strong ankles

  1. Melinda says:

    Oh Sarah…. you bless my life in so many ways. Let’s facetime SOON!!!

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