Jeremiah is a great friend of mine. We have spent many days together talking about God and our dungeon experiences.
He comforts me. He sent me notes of encouragement from so many centuries before, yet his frustrations, are as current as yesterday’s battles.
Yes, he is a great friend of mine.
While he pours out his frustrations in Lamentations chapter three, I listen, and I nod “yes” in all the appropriate places.
A good friend does that.
His dungeon is quite different from mine. His—designed for him—mine designed for me. And the God who sees and hears, and knows everything, knows just what we need to get us from anger and frustration, to hope and trust. Jeremiah’s is tailor-made for him. Mine is tailor-made for me.
Your dungeon? Yes, it is tailor-made for you and of God’s knowing and choosing.
I know, you think yours is the worst. Jeremiah thought his was. I think mine is. But no, each one, each captivity is designed specifically for the one it encloses; designed to bring us to the end of ourselves and face-to-face with God.
It is love that closes us in.
Oh, I know. I didn’t think so at first. Jeremiah didn’t either, but after the caterpillar begins to adjust:
⦁ to the tight space
⦁ to the dark place
After he has:
⦁ made his case
⦁ and surrendered his race
⦁ for God’s face
⦁ and finds God’s grace
And he discovers his custom cocoon? His designer dungeon? Though snug in spots, fits him like a glove.
And remember little caterpillar. Though tight and dark your cocoon may be—it is the place where wings are formed!
The DREAM~MAKER’S Promise:
He has hedged me in so that I cannot get out; He has made my chain heavy. Lamentations 3:7 NKJV
A Caterpillar’s Prayer:
Father, when life seems to close in around us; when the darkness of despair threatens to suffocate all that desires Your will above all else, then Father, then come to our aid! Remind us in the very tight places, that You love us with an everlasting love, and nothing can shake that. Remind us that this is the very place Your wisdom has chosen for us; our cocoon to transform us; to form wings of destiny for Your plan and purpose.
Oh Abba… help us, when we forget.