Although there is much more to learn from this small portion of a chapter, we'll wrap up this "mini-series" with today's post. Who knows? Maybe sometime we will take a look at this whole Proverbs 31 woman thing. We'll see where God leads the keyboard, for these keys belong to Him.
We've been talking about how important it is for our lamp to continue to burn, especially when we are in the midst of a spiritual night. We've learned not to be afraid of the dark, we've read about the vital breath His word is to us, and we've been reminded that He is already at work in the deepest parts of our nights preparing for the morning. In case you missed any of those posts you can catch up on them here:
She senses that her gain is good. Her lamp does not go out at night.
She senses that her gain is good.
She rises also while it is still night....
I think she senses 3 things that are profitable
- Rising while it is still night
- Keeping her lamp full of oil during the night
- The night itself. It may be hard, but it will be worth it when the morning comes.
Rises, doesn't mean just getting out of bed. It means taking a stand. In the night, in the time of adversity, she takes a spiritual stand! This ground is yours, Jesus is already victorious over it.
While it is still night, my friend, it is profitable, you will GAIN if you RISE up.
If you are in a night, let me share an illustration with you that I heard just yesterday on a radio broadcast of pastor Robert Jeffres of First Baptist Dallas. He said we often envision times of adversity like being in a deep pit that we struggle to get out of, but really we should see these times as a "tunnel" that we are going through. The tunnel may be dark, but we know we eventually will come out of it. We will pass through it.
You aren't in a pit, sweet one, it's just a tunnel. Rise, while it is still night, take a stand, and travel on through.
I'm so sorry, I have lied to you. At the beginning of this post I told you that this would be the "end" of a "mini-series", but I can't stop here. I just can't. I told you the keys on this keyboard were His, and in the time spent in the rocking chair writing this post, He's been nudging further, and I must be obedient and give him the keys.
You would be surprised what goes on between paragraphs as I write these posts. I look up a verse, He talks. I cry. I get goosebumps. My mouth drops open in awe. I type.
And something happened today between these paragraphs. What takes you minutes to read, takes a lot of time on His part shaping my heart, and boy has He been busy with me today.
Would you care to join me for more from this chapter? You should probably bring a change of clothes and some snacks. We could be here a while, God never lets me know when I'm leaving a spot.