Have you heard of the Sargasso Sea? In the
mid-Atlantic, it an area of becalmed waters about 700 miles across and 2000
miles long! The area is bounded by strong currents and much of it is covered
with seaweed. Even the salinity of the water is higher than the ocean that
surrounds it. In the days of sailing ships, this area of the ocean was
dreaded, a place where a ship could get stalled, in the Doldrums, windless
and making little or no progress. What a metaphor for a life becalmed! Without the energy to engage, without the wind
our sails; we just sit, waiting for tomorrow.
Seasons come when we get stuck, stale, and stalled - feeling
like the wind of the Spirit has stopped blowing. Alan Jamieson wrote that in
such times, "the old ways of prayer, worship, Bible reading become dry
and stale. The church worship and preaching that used to encourage us, teach
us, and inspire us becomes barren ground. God seems to extinguish one means of
feeding our faith in order to make us hungry, even starving, for new ways. ...
Now that the way is void and empty, God comes to us in new ways, if only we can
perceive them. When we are becalmed, we learn to wait." -Perfect
Storm, Abingdon, 2008
There are many reasons we can feel the spiritual doldrums
falling over us.
-If we are resistant to the will of our Father, persisting in
behaviors that we know grieve the Spirit, we should not be surprised when we
cannot perceive His Presence.
-Sometimes when we are weary from a time of high stress or endless
demands, our ability to worship takes a hit. The remedy is to rest, not just in
diversion or pleasure, but to lean hard on the Promises of God.
-And, there are times when we just do not perceive His moving
in life for reasons unknown to us. These are times when we ‘live by faith’ – trusting
a silent God!
There is a great danger that tempt those who have known God’s
powerful Presence in the past. We may try
to stir up something of God in our own strength. Our motive may be to do “God work.” But, human
effort or emotion cannot replace the powerful Presence of God. In attempting to
do ourselves what only God can do, we risk even greater discouragement, perhaps
even burnout. When we feel becalmed, stuck, like nothing is happening, the best
counsel is “WAIT on the Lord.” This is not a passive resignation to
fate. It is a choice to turn our focus on Him, to discipline our heart to be
still, to actively listen for the ‘still, small voice.’
The Psalmist's prayer is one for those who are becalmed.
"I wait for the LORD, my soul waits, and in his word I put my hope. My soul
waits for the Lord more than watchmen wait for the morning, more than watchmen
wait for the morning. O Israel (people of God), put your hope in the LORD, for
with the LORD is unfailing love and with him is full redemption."
(Psalm 130:5-7, NIV)
Jesus taught us the importance of waiting for the Spirit. He
told those first disciples that they must not rush off to just do something.
Instead, they were to wait. He said,
"Do not leave Jerusalem, but wait for the gift my Father promised,
which you have heard me speak about." (Acts 1:4, NIV) Wait; don't
fret, fuss, or fume! And wait they did; prayerfully, expectantly, patiently. In
God's time, the Spirit moved on them. "Suddenly a sound like the
blowing of a violent wind came from heaven and filled the whole house where
they were sitting." (Acts 2:2, NIV) "All of them were filled
with the Holy Spirit and began to speak in other tongues as the Spirit enabled
them." (Acts 2:4, NIV) Those men and women set sail to change the
world!
Feeling stuck? God is moving. Love Him. Wait on Him. Turn
your heart towards Heaven.
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(a song of the Spirit, listen at this link)
There's a wind a-blowin'
All across the land
A fragrant breeze of heaven
Blowin' once again
Don't know where it comes from
Don't know where it goes
But let it blow over me
Oh sweet wind
Come and blow over me
There's a rain a-pourin'
Showers from above
Mercy drops are comin'
Mercy drops of love
Turn your face to heaven
Let the water pour
Well let it pour over me
Oh sweet rain
Come and pour over me
There's a fire burnin'
Fallin' from the sky
Awesome tongues of fire
Consuming you and I
Can you feel it burnin'
Burn the sacrifice
Well let it burn over me
Oh sweet fire
Come and burn over me
David Ruis
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