I love Peter's experience of walking on the roaring sea with Jesus. But the thing is, Peter's story is often misunderstood. Do you have a step you need to take?
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I am a mom of three boys, each of which have been visited by influenza type A this month. Over a period of 4 days, all 3 kids fell ill. This resulted in multiple trips to and from the school, to and from doctors’ offices and yes – to and from the pharmacy.
It had been YEARS since my boys have been really sick, so this was quite the experience!
If you have been visited by the flu virus, you may know that the sickness itself isn’t really that traumatizing. You may feel a bit tired and feverish, but no drastic effects from the normal virus strain.
The biggest wall of difficulty for my guys came when it was time to take the Tamiflu medication, or as they have called it “The Nasty Stuff.”
My first experience with this dreaded white liquid was a few short hours after my 8-year-old had seen the doctor. He was exhausted and by that point didn’t want to be moved at all. However, his little brother was home sick now as well and I had to return to the doctor’s office later that afternoon. So, he was getting his medication now, whether he liked the idea or not.
I slowly measured out the entire dose.
I added it to the syringe.
I propped my poor guy up in a chair on the tile kitchen floor away from the furniture I actually cared about.
He took his first sip and his eyes just glared deep into mine. It’s as if he was saying, “Mom, I thought you loved me?!”
For the next 45 minutes, we would fight back and forth trying to get this white chalky liquid down his throat. Just moments after celebrating that he had completed the horrific procedure, the medication made its grand reappearance.
I hate Tamiflu yall. Not. Even. Kidding.
Over the next few hours, I quickly became a pro at timing, mixing and adding in chocolate creamer to this said white liquid from hell itself to get my boys to take it willingly (sometimes even racing to see who could down the dose the fastest). I had learned to split the doses exactly 20 minutes apart after a good snack or a meal.
Yea, you could say we overcame together (cue “Rocky” music here).
It’s in these most bizarre situations that God always seems to speak to my heart. It makes me smile every single time.
You see, as each kiddo found himself sick in my arms, I found myself crawling into my Abba’s arms for rest, guidance and reassurance. Moms, you know when you kids get sick, you will do anything you can to see them get better. You are tired, they are tired. You feel sick to your stomach, they usually are sick to their stomach. You clean-up what shouldn’t have come up. But it’s worth it if our kids can get better.
This morning as my 8-year-old was taking his last round of the dreaded Tamiflu stuff, he met my eyes again. He was confident. Smiling. Radiant. Why? Because he finally saw the rewards of taking the first few doses clinging onto my promise that this process would have good results.
He was the first to take part in the healing journey.
My youngest joined him less than 5 hours later. As he observed big brother take his medication, he knew that the taste would be anything but desirable. He hadn’t even witnessed his big brother feeling any better, but he saw his trust and followed his example.
By the time the third and oldest kiddo found himself sick, momma added in the chocolate creamer to sweeten the experience. By this time the oldest completely understood how the process worked.
He was cured.
Now I still have one home sick at the writing of this post, but the worst is over! Momma still has not been defeated by the flu!
So, what could God be speaking to my tired momma heart about this entire dreaded experience?
In this life, we will find ourselves in places where God will ask us to take that first step of faith. Just like taking a strange while liquid with uncertain effects, God chooses roads to healing that to us would not seem comfortable or easy. In fact, the steps He may call us to take may seem impossible. They may even look to have the wrong effect at times. But God promises mercy and grace through Christ. God is with us every step of the way through His Holy Spirit. God has given us a promise and hope. We are wanted. We are loved. We are His.
1-2 The fundamental fact of existence is that this trust in God, this faith, is the firm foundation under everything that makes life worth living. It’s our handle on what we can’t see. The act of faith is what distinguished our ancestors, set them above the crowd. (Hebrews 11:1-2 The Message)
20 By an act of faith, Isaac reached into the future as he blessed Jacob and Esau.
21 By an act of faith, Jacob on his deathbed blessed each of Joseph’s sons in turn, blessing them with God’s blessing, not his own—as he bowed worshipfully upon his staff.
22 By an act of faith, Joseph, while dying, prophesied the exodus of Israel, and made arrangements for his own burial.
23 By an act of faith, Moses’ parents hid him away for three months after his birth. They saw the child’s beauty, and they braved the king’s decree. (Hebrews 11:20-23 The Message)
But this journey sometimes calls us to be the first to make that next best step out in faith. We may not have anyone around us to assure us that we are headed in the right direction. To those of us who God has called to be first in line, walk boldly friends. Listen to His voice and follow in confidence. You are never alone.
And we have those who are second in line. You may see someone taking the step that you sense God telling you to take, yet you haven’t seen any source of the outcome yet. Do you wait or do you simply follow God’s leading? You trust. You may be following someone just a few steps ahead, but God is with you as much as He continues to be with them. Follow Him. Be courageous and restfully in His Promises.
Finally, we will have times in our lives where we face the mountain that seems beyond impossible, yet others come around from the other side with conquering stories of courage just for us. They have seen the peak of your mountain and they have seen the other side. God has placed you in such an amazing place friend, don’t question His timing for a minute. Learn from those who have journeyed ahead of you. Take them with you as you scale your mountain. Share stories. Pray together. Enjoy the amazing collaboration God has indeed brought together for such a sweet time as this.
If you are ahead, don’t forget those that are a few steps behind.
If you are behind, don’t be afraid to look ahead.
If you are done, know that your story needs to be shared.
We are all on this journey together.
If you want to go fast, go alone. If you want to go far, go together. (African Proverb)
Let’s do this (with maybe a little chocolate coffee creamer along the way too).
Dare to do more than just survive, step out and thrive!
Hello and welcome to Step Out And Thrive Ministries! My name is Bethany Boring and I am proud to be called a child of God before any other title or role. I am a mom to 3 amazing boys. I enjoy writing for this Step Out And Thrive community and walking with you as we venture through the ups and downs of life together. I am an ICF trained Certified Professional Christian Life Coach (Christian Coach Institute Graduate), Motivational and Inspirational Speaker, mentor, Certified Human Behavioral Consultant (DISC Personality) and an author. As always - dare to do more than just survive, step out and thrive!