Rally Time

We’re coming up on a new month. A busy month that, for some, accumulates a very busy year.

While pouring out my heart this morning I envisioned myself working in vain to stack river rocks; rocks that had once formed a wall. They had fallen in places and I was working franticly to restack them but they wouldn’t stay. The “glue” or mastic, whatever I was trying to use to hold them in place, was not working. I felt like it was a faulty material, or that I was trying to use something that wasn’t made for the job at hand. 

As the anxiety grew, my work became more frantic and I grabbed and pushed. Covered in goop, the rocks just tumbled and fell, now taking ones that were secure down with them. It just ended up in a mess. 

I sat on my knees, exhausted and exasperated...and in tears. 

Prompted to open my Bible, I opened to, and read Nehemiah 4:1-23. 

This wasn’t an accident. It wasn’t a magical mistake. 

I was being comforted and supported. Reading this history reminded me that the work will be hard. It will be full of opposition, but that’s okay. The heart and purpose behind the drive to do this work is worth it, and I have what I need to complete it. Verse 14: “Do not be afraid of them. Remember the Lord, great and awesome, and fight for your brethren, your sons, your daughters, your wives, and your houses.” 

Then, verse 20: “Wherever you hear the sound of the trumpet, rally to us there. Our God will fight for us.” 

The story goes on and the wall is completed.

Peace and comfort fills my soul as I am reminded, through the Word, that I too will complete my task because I am supported, encouraged, empowered and led by that same God. My God. He fights for me as I fight for you. 

I hear the trumpet...I’m rallying.