what He gave up to come to you

This is the final post in a series sharing my story and the reason for this blog. Read when the power of prayer seems lost, when radical faith goes in mourning, and daring to hope again first and then head back to this post. And welcome!

After suffering so much loss, I was left disallusioned, and afraid that what was to come would be worse than what had already been. Saying "I trust You Lord," felt like pronouncing open season on my heart, as if trusting invited God to take as much away from me as He wanted to...all for His glory.


In some ways, holding on to the hurt was easier, more comfortable, than taking a step into the unknown. Bondage or drowning...it reminds me of the Israelites.

Ahead—the Red Sea, water as far as the eye could see. Behind—the Egyptians, slavery, death. The Israelites had nowhere to go. No safe place, no rescue in sight, only death behind them and death before them.

Maybe they were wondering how their promised deliverance would come? Maybe they felt deceived, duped by the hand of a God they once thought of as kind. Where was their Rescuer? When would He come?

Maybe they felt abandoned by God, lost, and afraid. What good could possibly outweigh all they had lost, and what they stood to lose as they waited between their future and their past. Could they trust God to be good again?

Could I?

Moving forward

"And Moses said to the people, “Fear not, stand firm, and see the salvation of the LORD, which he will work for you today. For the Egyptians whom you see today, you shall never see again." ~Exodus 14:13

One-by-one the Israelites chose to leave their past behind, and move toward the deliverance God had planned for them since the beginning of time. They watched with eyes wide open as the waters lifted and dry land formed...and they walked. This moment, not a surprise to God any more than your circumstance or mine, proved once and for all that their God could finish the job.

He still can.

Your loss, your fears, pain, and hurt, whatever surprises life has brought your way, they aren't a surprise to God. There's never been even one moment that God wondered what to do now, or how He would pull off your rescue or mine.

He had our rescue planned from the beginning of time. And the hope of our rescue, our deliverance, isn't something we have to wait for. Our "hope is not a wish or a sprinkle of magical fairy dust. Hope is a person." (Stacey Thacker, Hope for the Weary Mom)

His Name is Jesus. He IS our rescue.

The same Jesus who paid the penalty for your sins and mine, provided the single greatest rescue the world has ever known.

I've often wondered if Mary knew what Jesus gave up to come to her?

"Now Jesus loved Martha and her sister and Lazarus. So, when he heard that Lazarus was ill, he stayed two days longer in the place where he was. Then after this he said to the disciples, 'Let us go to Judea again.' The disciples said to him, 'Rabbi, the Jews were just now seeking to stone you, and are you going there again?"

~John 11:5-8

Jesus' turn to Judea to minister to Mary and her family ensures His walk to the cross, His resurrection of Lazarus setting in motion the plot for His own death. And as He comes to Mary in her time of need, offering her family life after death and healing from their pain, so He begins the walk toward you and toward me, offering us life through His own death and resurrection.

Do you know what He gave up to come to you?

Look at all you've lost, then look at all He lost so that you could be found. You ARE rescued already if you call Him Lord. Maybe not from the hurts of this life—Jesus told us we would have trouble—but your ultimate salvation has already been won. And just as the Israelites found sure footing as the waters lifted, you can too in remembering that the stone was rolled away. Jesus paid the ultimate price to win the battle for your heart and mine, and He arose the victor.

So take the step into your future. Leave the past in the past and allow the deliverance God has already given to propel you into the future with purpose and passion for what might come next.

Trust Him, and say yes.


Thanks for joining me these last few weeks as I've shared my story, and a little of the reason for this blog. My desire is that you would find the courage here to say "yes" to God too. Here's a list of all of the posts in this series.

When the power of prayer seems lost

When radical faith goes in mourning

Daring to hope again

What He gave up to come to you