I have been busy these last few weeks – busy resting. Argh.
I returned from Africa and soon enough became quite sick. This resulted in me being admitted into hospital and quarantined for three days. Because I had been to the country of Tanzania in (East) Africa (the continent)
During quarantine I was tested for EVERYTHING and in full isolation, which meant masks/gown/gloves for anyone visiting. The kids embraced the moment. Seriously.
‘Sorry for treating you like a leper’ the Doctors would say – which opened up a whole other conversation.
I learned that Jesus loves to hang out in quarantine. In fact, He loves nothing more than to step into our quarantine – whether externally forced or self-induced.
During this time I read, I slept, I listened, I heard whispers that can only be heard in silence, I listened to worship and I journalled – a lot.
I received love and care from family and friends home and away – what a gift. Every person needs a community, every person is created for family, look out for them – they’re everywhere.
I was discharged from hospital with a ‘virus’ diagnosis and perhaps being a little burnt out and was encouraged to rest with plenty of self-care.
This is what I have been doing for the past few weeks…
Where exhausted is a little too familiar, where aches and dizziness can overshadow.
So, besides a little health update and to thank you for your prayers I’d like to encourage you with some musings from this unfamiliar place. So if you have a few minutes grab a cuppa and read on!
I love how the Lord speaks.
I woke at 4.30am last week, with the words ‘He restores my soul’ dancing my mind.
Ah yes from one of my favorite psalms. He restores my soul.
‘Thank you Lord…can I go back to sleep now?’
I woke later to a text from Phil from his Stourbidge, Swanwick, Saskatchewan tour – he wrote this from Psalm 138:3
‘In the day when I cried out, You answered me,
And made me bold with strength in my soul.’
There’s a theme!
I looked up this verse in other versions, some write to be infused with strength.
The Passion translation says this: “At the very moment I called out to you. Your presence came and you answered Me! You strengthened me deep within my soul, And breathed fresh courage into me!
The Hebrew word for soul means a breathing creature – living – alive. Our soul could be described as our mind and emotions – our person – our self. Our heart, character, personality through which we encounter life. It’s the depth of our being. The seat of our will. It’s the breath of life. It’s our natural life that which makes us exist and animates us! You get the idea.
His Spirit is ours to ensure restoration happens. God doesn’t control our soul, it is under free will – we choose whether our soul prospers or dies. It’s about inviting the Spirit into our soul to repair and restore.
The Hebrew word of restoration is rich in meaning: to bring back; to bring home again; to build again; to recover; to refresh; to relieve; to rescue.
There are times when God invites us to walk through obscurity, questions, darkness and confusion to find the truth of who we are. It is here we find the condition of our soul. Remembering what we think and feel affects our physical bodies. I don’t underestimate how emotional upset results in physical upset. The reverse is also true.
We all know life wounds our souls. There are times when the Spirit works through others or situations to bring change. He invites us into a process of restoration. This is why we love offering Encounter God to our congregation. Restoring what was lost from the original design.
What is your soul saying today? What area needs restoration?
He restores my soul. Your soul.
Mr. Buechner captures it well…
“Every once in a while I recognize that I am walking in green pastures that call out to me to lie down in them, and beside still waters where my feet lead me. Sometimes in the way the breeze stirs the palms or the way a bird circles over my head, I recognize that even in the valley of the shadow of my own tangled thoughts there is something holy and unutterable seeking to restore my soul.”
Pray this over your own life…
Lord. Thank you for restoration.
Thank you for the life you breathe into my being.
Thank you that you refresh the fatigue I feel.
Teach me to recognize the green pastures, and to lie down in them.
Help me to allow myself to rest.
To allow myself to slow down. To be.
I invite the breath of God into every area of me that needs restoration.
Into every emotion, every thought, every cell and fibre of my being.
To recover what is lost and stolen.
You are my healer.
You came to give life in abundance.
You are the creator of my life.
Restore me – to be all you created me to be.
Love, Michelle xo