I Lift My Eyes Up

I’m baaack. I know it’s been a really really long time–like possibly even a year–but this is just a little of what’s been on my heart. Enjoy!

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“You’re the glory and the lifter of my head.”

That line has been resonating in my heart over the past week. It’s been a gentle, yet very strong reminder of how I’ve seen God’s hand on my life over the past year.

From times when I found unexpected favor in starting a new job (a much, much better job) to my moments of extreme panic when I didn’t know how I was going to be able to fix the hood of my car after the minor accident I was in, and even to my times of pain and frustration and questioning why things were happening… And yet still in those times of extravagant dreaming and loving life… He has been there and He has shown Himself so very faithful and true.

He’s the glory and the lifter of my head. I lift my eyes up.

The new job: working in the children’s department at my church. It was totally unexpected. It has been one of the biggest blessings and answers to prayer. Not only to I get to do what I love to do, I get to work with friends and amazing people! Even if there is a great transition taking place, I’m glad I get to be a part of it with my Encourager family.

I lift my eyes to Him.

After the accident, I felt completely overwhelmed and frustrated that just when I felt like I was finally starting to get on my feet and get a good grip on life financially, this had to happen. I felt like life was against me… then something awesome happened. I started to feel people rally around me.  Family and friends—my Houston family immediately came to me in my time of need and suddenly I felt overwhelmed by gratitude and love! I had never felt such relief. From rides to borrowed cars to financial help, all of these things began to show me this one thing: I am so loved and taken care of, not just by the people in my life that I care about, but also by my Father. I was blown away at the way God moved in my seemingly depressing situation. It ended up warming my heart.

And then there are those outstanding dreams in my heart. They’re much too big for me, but I don’t doubt for a second that God can make it happen. I’ve seen too much not to. “Awesome sauce!” as one of the girls would say. Writing, stories, movies, Hollywood, adoption, social work… Somehow it’s all connected. You’re probably raising an eyebrow skeptically or in amusement at this point. Or maybe you’re laughing. Maybe you just stopped reading this altogether. Maybe they’re not even directly related to each other!

Whatever the case may be, this one thing I know: He is the glory and the lifter of my head! I lift my eyes up!

From a wide-eyed dreamer,

Rebekah