I am not a girl who likes camping. Forget roughing it out in the fresh air, pitching my tent, and roasting marshmallows over an open fire. This chick is much happier in the bug free indoor arena. I love a nice snuggly bed, soft blanket, and indoor plumbing. I don’t do bugs and port-a-potties. Just being real! So why is it that a girl who doesn’t like camping keeps being given images of camping direct from God?
For a couple of nights, I continued to have the vision of the Israelites pitching their tents at the base of Mount Sinai, and waiting to hear from God. They, like me at this season of my life, were told to wait with expectancy. Be ready to hear from God at any moment. Be ready to experience a miracle. Keep your eyes peeled in other words. So here I am concentrating on camping and waiting to hear from God. Well, I think I hear him speaking.
Tonight, I was inspired to read Psalm 147 and 148. Both Psalms speak of praising the Lord…for he is good! We are told to praise him because “He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds.” (Psalm 147:3). Now this became extremely important to me when I read it tonight. I have several friends going through the season of brokenheartedness. I’m there with them as I’m trying to care for aging parents at a distance. I see my dad’s health quickly declining, and I ache at times that I can’t be there to help my Mom. Then, at the moment I read this passage, I realized that God was saying, “Tell your friends and family to stop worrying. You need to stop worrying. I’ve got this. I’ll pick you all up and dust you off.”
The Lord wasn’t done speaking yet. In Psalm 147:4 scripture says, “He counts the number of stars; He calls them all by name.” I’ve read this passage many times in my life. Tonight it hit me like a ton of bricks. Tonight I was in awe. Why? Because for just a moment in time, God reminded me that I’m important to him. I wasn’t feeling insignificant tonight. I wasn’t praying that he would show me. He just did…out of the blue! He said, I know you worry about your Mom. I know you’re praying for friends who are struggling with job losses, infertility, children with major medical problems, caring for aging parents, and a multitude of other items. It’s those very people and those very problems that I have complete control over. So stop your worrying! I’ve got this. You all matter to me.
How do I know that we matter. First, because God clearly states in his word that he takes care of our wounds. He binds them up. Yep! He picks us up, dusts us off, cleans our wounds, and then dresses them. Abba God…Daddy…takes care of our hurts, and then he heals our brokenhearts. He takes away the pain, and nutures us so that we will heal. That in iself is a reality that should make us stand back and be in awe. It didn’t stop there tonight. Our God…our Abba “Daddy” God, knows the exact number of starts in the universe. He knows their size, age, color, position, brightness, and everything else he could possibly know about them. How does he know them so intimately? Because he spoke them into existence. He created those stars, he named each one of them, and told them he would care for them. He did the same for you and me!
How does all of this come together? God told me to camp out and wait to hear from him. To keep my eyes open. To be expectant of miracles. Tonight, he showed me that the very stars in our sky are a miracle. The direction in which they twinkle. The intensity of their light, and the position in which they hang in the atmosphere. Those are miracles. Then, realizing what miracles the stars are showed me another amazing miracle. You and Me! Our God cares so much about us that he created us for his own pleasure. He takes care of us when we are hurt, or when we are brokenhearted. He is mighty. Psalm 147:5 says, “Great is our Lord, and mighty in power; His understanding is infinite.” Infinite y’all!! That means that he understands us when we can’t understand ourselves. Better yet, he desires to understand us…forever! To infinity and beyond! Admit it, you just said it like Buzz Lightyear. To infinity and beyond. Thank you Lord!
An outdoor, woodsy, granola eating camper I am not. I’m not going to go down to the river and try to catch my dinner and cook it over an open fire. Nope! I’m not that girl. I have learned however that I am a girl that will joyfully camp on God’s word. I will camp out at the base of his mountain with expectancy. I don’t have to wait long, and look very far before he shows me a miracle. Neither do you. Maybe the key to feeling closer to God, and hearing his plans for our life, is to be more willing to camp out under those beautiful stars that he calls by name.