I am
sometimes constantly amazed at the intricate ways in which God works, (kind of like my mom, one of the best coordinators I know). Here's the example that sparked this blog:
I was recently talking to one of my friends about working out. She was suggesting that instead of just running at a set speed, I would get a better work out if I varied the speed, interval training. She explained that the heart will actually get used to a level of work and then not have to work as hard. But by changing speed, my body would actually work harder, and my heart would get much stronger.
The next day, during a community prayer time, another friend and I were talking about what God had been talking about to us. He told me that he was learning that God takes us through seasons of worship. During some seasons our times of worship are combined with immersion in God's presence. Other seasons His glory seems further away.
I had been struggling with (for a long time), "What's wrong with me?" God never seemed close anymore, I never felt His presence, never had a desire to leap about the room during worship. During this period God had told me, several times, to remember what he had done in me before. I have seen demons cast out, I have seen miracles performed. But, now, I doubted everything. I spent a lot of time trying to figure out what was separating me from the closeness of God, because the feeling was gone.
Talking to my friend finally something had clicked. I had assumed that since God doesn't change, it must be me changing. But God does lead us through "interval training." He changes things up to keep us from going stale. Times of rest, and times of trial. The funny thing is as I write this I can think of countless verses that scream the same thing at me, but I never picked it up. I guess God was just waiting for the right interval.
