His Way
- The Narrow Path
- Jun 14, 2024
- 4 min read
His Way
Meet my friend, Rebekah Moran.
Bekah is a rising high school senior at Daviess County in Owensboro, KY. I’ve come to know Bekah and her family over the last 6 months as FCA connected me with her parents, and we became fast friends. After learning about her love of creative writing, I wanted to give her an opportunity to share, in her own words, how the Lord is impacting her life.
She is currently in Lexington attending Governor’s School for the Arts, commonly referred to as GSA, over the next 2 weeks. Please join me in praying for how the Lord will be working in her heart, leading her on His path, and allowing her to be a voice for Jesus to those around her.
O Lord my God, you have performed many wonders for us. Your plans for us are too numerous to list. You have no equal. If I tried to recite all your wonderful deeds, I would never come to the end of them (Psalm 40:5, NLT).
About two years ago, my family moved. I had been through a few tough seasons beforehand, but nothing compares to losing what felt like my home. I kept thinking, this is where I learned to ride a bike and all my friends live here and they’re going to forget me–that was my biggest fear, actually, that they were going to forget me.
All the memories we had growing up, and I was still scared that they were going to leave me in the dust, and I’d be stranded in a new city alone, a new school alone, and a new house alone. A new house with no memories. But the Lord works in mysterious ways.
I neglected to acknowledge, or didn’t even realize, that there were also shackles in my hometown. The cuffs of these shackles were bullies, the locks were made of judgment, and the chains were unfaithful friendships–all of whom were anchored to walls held together by insecurity. I was trapped by these shackles, and anxiety had me overthinking every decision and action I ever made around the people I thought were home.
But looking back now, I realize that God knew of these shackles, knew of the heartache, because He delivered me from them. He moved my family 3 and a half hours away, closer to family, and further from “home”. Now that I am no longer in that valley, or restrained by those shackles, I feel like Peter when the angel walked him out of the prison in Acts 12, completely unresisted. There was no push back or lag when I was freed of those shackles, the chains just shattered, because when you move, you find out who really was your friend, and who wasn’t.
When you move, you don’t have elementary memories staining your high school self. When you move, there’s no longer ammunition for your bullies to shoot at you, and when you move, you get to be the person God calls you to be in the moment, secure in the one relationship that outlasts the long drive.
You see, I lost a lot of friends that I thought were going to stay close, and I was scared of making new ones in case they did the same. But there was one relationship that didn’t waver–my relationship with God. In my mind, having a purpose always clicked, even if it was my pain or my joy, I knew there was always a reason for it, for the Bible says, “O Lord my God, you have performed many wonders for us. Your plans for us are too numerous to list. You have no equal. If I tried to recite all your wonderful deeds, I would never come to the end of them.”(Psalm 40:5 NLT | Emphasis added.)
I could have used other verses to get my point across, but I chose this one because of the last sentence. Because, yes, I felt like I was walking on hot coals when we moved, but the word ‘wonder’ literally means feeling awed by something we don’t understand. At the moment, I couldn’t understand why we were moving. In fact, I had just torn my ACL and didn’t understand how I could even continue pursuing sports if I had no relationship with the coaches. I couldn’t piece it together in my mind, it just felt like everything was falling apart.
Even if I still don’t fully comprehend why, I know this: The Lord works in wonderful ways. My shackles fell after we moved, I found my strength in the Lord, and now I feel like I can pursue the path He has laid out for me, unburdened by chains holding me back. He can do the same for you, no matter the weight of the shackle or the darkness of the valley. Stand firm knowing you have a purpose, hold fast to His strength, and always look for the light at the end of the tunnel. There’s a slope to every valley, and the Lord will always make a way!
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