With All Your Heart

God’s timing…….why am I always amazed at how the Lord gives my soul comfort at precisely the moment I need it? Sitting in the van today, TBI symptoms flaring and tears starting, the Lord directed me to my favorite bible verse via brother Ryan’s post, ‘In All Your Ways.

Proverbs 3:5-6 King James Version (KJV)

5 Trust in the Lord with all thine heart; and lean not unto thine own understanding.

6 In all thy ways acknowledge him, and he shall direct thy paths.

I was instantly quieted and comforted as I struggled to fight the intense nausea due to an overloaded brain. I went back over twenty years to my grocery store job at Winn Dixie. I remember cutting out of construction paper a red heart and writing out that verse (Proverbs 3:5) on it then taping it up on the glass partition separating me from my customers. My eyes often fell on those words over the long hours while I iced and decorated cakes. I used it to comfort myself in the early days of marriage, growing up in the marriage, and learning the ropes of life. But then, God used my red heart bible verse to encourage others…….others came and told me how it blessed them and gave them hope.

And that verse came back to me again today! Today God whispered to my heart lean not on your OWN understanding. How freeing is this? So completely freeing since I really don’t understand what’s going on in my life or why. I’m free to just trust that God knows and understands not me. His guidance and knowledge is the light that lights my path ahead. I can rest fully in His sovereign care while I have no answers.

He also whispered to my heart in ALL your ways. Not 50%, 75% or even 99%…….ALL of my heart given to the Lord in full surrender and trust. Trusting in His guidance and direction. Trusting in His provision and timing. Trusting that He will guide and direct me as I cry out to Him in a posture of full submission.

These verses from Proverbs are so very uplifting! I praise God for the blessing and gift of His word as He uses it to quiet my heart.

Much love,

Viv ❤

A Shut-in Lament

Anonymous

My country tis of thee

Why go so hurriedly?

No time to sit and chat

While doing this and that

We take no one to heart

With our dear time, won’t part

Listening on the run

Or living just for fun

Barely keeping in touch

We’re back and forth too much

Never stopping to rest

Or wish people our best

Someday we’ll sit and weep

When loved ones fall asleep

We can’t by email go

To say a quick “hello”

Or text our deepest love

To those who’ve gone above

All will be lonely then

And we’ll miss what may have been

So ends this sad lament

Vexation is all spent

God help our freedom’s child

Slow down and stay a while


This thoughtful poem was sent to me,

To post on my blog anonymously.

Much love,

Viv

A Hero Story

Harriet Tubman was born a slave around the year 1820 on a Maryland plantation. As a child she was taught the Bible by her godly parents but they were never allowed, being slaves, to gather in a group for church.

When Harriet, nicknamed “Minty” was 13, she suffered a severe blow to the head from a two pound weight being thrown at her. The weight was intended to hit another but she stepped in the way, and suffered a traumatic brain injury (probably frontal lobe) making her unconscious for days. For months she slipped in and out of a ‘stupor’ yet a constant prayer remained on her lips.

Her wound finally healed but for the rest of her life Harriet suffered terrible headaches and had moments where she would suddenly black out for a few minutes or hours. Sometimes during a conversation she would black out only to awaken to continue on the flow of conversation right where it left off.

Did having a brain injury stop this remarkable lady from helping hundreds of slaves to freedom? No. Harriet Tubman had courage!! She was unstoppable. Why?

Because Harriet Tubman looked to God for help. She was constantly talking to Him while seeking His guidance through persistent prayer.

She spoke to God pleading for help as she fled the plantation seeking freedom. His love cradled her and surrounded her while she slept in the woods on dark nights. God gave her deep peace as she traveled in secret under wagon blankets to hide her. It was her trust in God that gave her the courage to run towards freedom and then turn back to help others do the same.

Harriet Tubman’s tireless efforts to help the Underground Railroad was an act of sacrificial love. At any time, there being a bounty on her head, she could have been discovered and arrested, but fear didn’t stop her from guiding others to free soil, and fear didn’t stop her from risking her own life.

I truly believe that having suffered TBI gave Harriet the courage and fearlessness that was intended from God all along. Her brain injury strengthened her faith, trust and reliance on God deeper than if she had no injury at all.

This brings me to the present. Currently many of us are suffering from TBI or chronic illness and wondering “Can God use me?” Many of us feel rather useless at times due to our limitations but this simply isn’t true. There is purpose. God wasn’t finished with Harriet at 13 when she became brain injured and He isn’t finished with us yet either. We may not run an Underground Railroad or have our names in history books, but that doesn’t mean our lives can’t be used by God to help others. Simply being there for someone in everyday settings alone is huge because true heroism is found in everyday people too, no matter what the world looks at as successful. Maybe it appears like no one notices, but God does and His face is upon every living, loving, and giving person because He knows all, sees all, and is using our lives for a far greater plan that we aren’t even capable of imagining.