Humble yourselves before the Lord, and he will lift you up.
I have always been a homebody with a natural affinity towards the familiar. My personality tried to stay away from change, but God had other plans.
I moved quite a bit from state to state as soon as I married my childhood sweetheart. I loved the idea of adventure and felt blessed for the opportunities God presented us, but I did have some growing to do emotionally and spiritually when the time came to pack our bags again.
This particular season, we moved with a 4-month old, a 2-year-old, and a 5-year-old. After we settled into our new home, I spent most of my afternoons sitting in the driveway watching the kids play outside. The transition was not easy for me especially being so far from home, and I knew from experience that it takes time to get acclimated to a new city and friends.
If you don’t mind, I will let you in on my pity party for just a minute.
I was sad because I was too far away from home to share my kids’ childhoods with my family.
I was sad because we had limited job security, so it didn’t make sense to paint walls, put curtains up, or even decorate a nursery for my new, baby girl.
I was being stretched out of my comfort zone with no support system of friends.
I felt the need to push past my awkwardness to make friends, but the isolation was feeling more like home each day.
My husband was thriving, excited, and hopeful; I was tired, apprehensive, and not so hopeful.
Day after day, I stood in our driveway and watched my sweet babies play and finally made the decision to plug back into life.
I taught Junior Church growing up, and songs we sang began to flood my mind.
“Humble thyself in the sight of the Lord. Humble thyself in the sight of the Lord. And he will lift you up, higher and higher and he will lift you up.”
After a while, I sang out loud.
My kids noticed.
By the end of the day, my kids and I were doing every silly song with motions I could remember. My arms were so tired from “Father Abraham.”
While I was partying in my pity and feeling sorry for myself, I felt that God had humbled me. I thought God intentionally stripped me of everything dear to me or that gave me confidence and security.
I had it all wrong.
I didn’t necessarily want to be lifted up by God.
I wanted my life to be set up according to my own desires, and I didn’t like my needs being exposed as God’s plan stretched me past my own strength.
Being sad or being in a season where you are lacking does not automatically make you humble. As I sang worship songs with my kids, my focus changed from my wants to God’s desires.
I saw God for the awesome God He is.
Oh the sweet song of humility.
All I did was take a baby step of faith to plug back in, and God poured His grace down on me and my children. I took one weary look up, and God changed my focus, my attitude, and my heart.
As I submitted my will and heart to Him, He gently lifted me up through none other than children’s worship songs.
Praise God! Right arm, left arm, right foot, left foot!
Humility allows us to ask God for His strength.
Our biggest need may not be what we think it is. A prideful, entitled heart may be keeping us from the joy humility brings.
What is your heart meditating on today?
If you allow your thoughts to escape through your mouth, which song would you be singing?