When I was in Elementary school on a Friday night you could find our clan headed out to the local skating rink. To a stranger our tribe may have been pretty intimidating. Age did not keep us from lacing up the strings and taking a whirl around the rink if you were old enough to walk you were in skates. If you thought you were over the hill, it was your time to be one of the kids. There were at least a few songs that you could pick us out from the crowd when we were doing the same rhythmic motions.
One of my favorite things about skating was the game of Limbo. Limbo is the game on or off the rink that with some music two people hold a Pole and lower it after all contestants had there chance at the present height. If you skate under and touch the ground or the bar your out. If you fall, your out. The line started with most of the rink and each round got smaller and smaller. It was my favorite not because I could win, but because It combined my two favorite past times. Dancing and Skating. There was something I enjoyed even more though. Soon you were cheering for a complete stranger that had moves you only dreamed of having. It was reality T.V. before it even existed…
When your life is in Limbo it means your in a period of waiting for a resolution or decision. Things are unfinished. We happen to find ourselves in this place more often then not. I understand this area of Limbo on my body to a degree with both a chronic illness and the last three months of treatments I have been going through for another medical issue. I press forward toward a task and I’m swept back like I’m sitting in the under toe of the ocean with weights around my body. The flaps around my eyes are a reminder of those cartoon characters needing tooth picks to hold them open. It’s ok to laugh, I am. Yet there is something else that happens to my mind. See I hear these words your not a author! You have no business writing anyway, no one wants to hear what you have to say. That’s right just go curl up in a ball and lay down. Now my mind is feeling like my body is feeling.
I cry out Lord lift this, take this and all I would hear is just “Be Still”. I felt so aggravated at times to hear the words “Be Still” I’m stuck in bed how much more “still” can I be? Yet every time I cried out he kept saying the same thing “Tammy, Be Still” Then one night he told me. “let them help”. I was really confused. How can anyone help me with my blog, my writing. How is someone going to take what is in my brain and write my stories. Just like the Limbo I am in with my health I was letting my mind become in the same state. Then on the Compel Facebook group there was a question. “How can we pray for your blog?” As I was reading so many of the posts, God laid on my heart the answer to my need. I have many friends that want to write that do not have blogs, have never stepped out in faith to write, or they have and would be willing to guest blog until I am back on my feet.
So I sent a few messages to see if anyone would be willing to guess blog for me while I recover and wouldn’t you know they said yes. Not only did they say yes, but one of them sent me a note that said your post reminded me of this testimony/song and attached the song and testimony. (see below). As I listened to the testimony I felt my words flying off the paper into the air into music notes and rain drops from my eyes. Just like back in the days of playing Limbo, I get to sit back and cheer on my peers. The Help has arrived I can be still and Trust in the lord that he will provide.
As long as you can see the light in the darkness you can always find hope, and with hope we can come near to God.
I pray you enjoy hearing from some guest writers as much as I enjoy having this opportunity to share my blog with them. Please show them some love and pray for each of them on their journey to the craft of writing and most of all their walk with the lord.
I am seeking the Lord for my strength, he has called me to a great challenge. I can not wait to fulfill and share with you very soon. Keeping you all in my prayers and remember that we all succeed when one of us succeeds.
(for the law made nothing perfect), and a better hope is introduced, by which we draw near to God. Because of this oath, Jesus has become the guarantor of a better covenant. Hebrews 7:19, 22 NIV https://bible.com/bible/111/heb.7.19-22.NIV
*the testimony and song that was sent to me that I reference in my post, please enjoy.* (also would like to add god works in great ways when I attended church that next Sunday our Group played this song.)
I absolutely love this.. we have a lot of the same personality and struggles esp with wanting to do for everyone and not letting anyone help. I so adore you! xoxo