Posted on August 9, 2020 in General
“Just because you’re lost, doesn’t mean you say your compass is broken.” The Edge
My, has this statement been rolling over and over in my heart and mind. This is the perfect picture of our culture in general. We are lost, and not only have we declared our compass broken, we have surmised that anyone who thinks there is a true north or believes that compasses do give us direction and try and point people down the safest path, are hate-filled and closed minded.
I was recently with a beautiful group of young mothers. Their hearts are full of hope and love for their precious families. They want nothing more than to protect those darling babies from all of the ugliness and corruption of our world. These little mommas are willing to read, pray, study, listen to those older and wiser, to do anything for the good of their families. My encouragement to them…don’t stop.
“And let us not grow weary of doing good, for in due season we will reap if we do not give up.” Galatians 6:9
There will be days when we feel lost, when we don’t know which way is north. Our compass is not broken. We must be diligent in returning to the Word and seeking His counsel as we guard what has been entrusted to us. Some days, we are simply exhausted. Remember to remain as diligent when those sweet children are 13 as you did when they were 3. Remind yourself that the reason you set standards at 7 was because you knew 15 was coming. We are with you to support you and help hold up your arms. Do not let your shield of faith rest on the ground and do not sit your Sword aside. The battle rages. If you fight, you will certainly win. But fight you must. When you are lost, the compass shows true north. This is a marathon and not a sprint, but my precious moms…RUN. Run the race as to win the prize and do not stop short of that finish line! Listen, close…you will hear our cheers of encouragement from the sidelines.