huffishly I remember when I was a little girl I had a problem with curiosity. I wanted to know the how’s and why’s about everything from how butterflies fly to how televisions worked. Unfortunately, my inquisitive nature got me in trouble more times than I’d like to admit.
One day, I was in our back yard and I saw a big black fuzzy insect under the tree. It moved like a worm but it was fuzzy like a mini-bear. And so I did what all curious little girls do…I touched it. Now I have to tell you, my childhood doesn’t provide me with too many memories, but this comes back to me in living color. The pain was excruciating. It shot up my arm like a red hot iron pipe had been inserted under my skin.
At 4, I didn’t know much but the second that sweet looking venomous monster of a caterpillar stung me, all I wanted to do was find my daddy and jump in his lap. You see, in my little world, my daddy was the smartest and strongest man alive, so I just knew that He’d know exactly what to do and I was certain that the second that I plunged myself into his arms, everything would be o.k..
Today, I’m writing this to a group of women who represent different seasons and different circumstances. Some of you have been stung by life. Some of you are carrying a heavy load and your heart is desperately hurting. Some of you are in a very difficult season in your life and you really don’t know where to turn or what to do. You just need some direction. Perhaps some of you have just walked through a very dark valley, but you find yourself taking baby steps toward the mountaintop and you finally feel like you can breathe again.
When the circumstances of life sting our heart, we need to plunge ourselves headlong into the arms of Jesus. As our Everlasting Father, He’s waiting with His arms wide open. When confusion darkens our steps and leaves us clinging to wall, we need Jesus to shed light on our path and point us in the right direction.
There is no problem too big or too small that He doesn’t desire to answer with His wisdom. We never have to worry that He isn’t interested in what we’re going through. There is nothing that He doesn’t know how to answer; there is nothing that can catch Him by surprise.
He loves us with an everlasting love. We are inscribed on the palm of His hand and we are the apple of His eye. He is our shelter in the time of a storm, He is our Rock, our Fortress and our Deliverer, and as our Counselor, He longs to give us the wisdom we need to walk victoriously through this journey called life.
Oh yes, He’s definitely our Wonderful, Counselor!