Life In The Valley

I've been in a valley lately, and I have to say it is a hard place to just BE. My spirit is restless.

I know from within the deepest part of me that God hears my prayers and works things out in His timing. I am staying in the Word and trust Him daily. Still, it feels like a long march, through a deep valley, and it takes a conscious effort to put one foot in front of the other.

Yesterday, a friend asked how I was doing. I told her I know that I am not alone. My very best friend, my Lord, is with me, encouraging me, nudging me further along the way. "I shall fear no evil." The 23rd Psalm is of great comfort right now. I wonder, if this is the valley, what was I doing during my last mountain top experience with the Lord? Did I use it well for His Kingdom purposes?

I can tell you this; it certainly makes me think about the next mountain, and strangely enough not to seek to rush through this valley either. It is here where the Lord and I talk more frequently and plod along together, lingering in moments of His presence. There is such wisdom grown in the valleys. Yet not one would say, "I wish to dwell here." Like longing for heaven, I am beginning to appreciate life in the valley. 

Often we mistake the mountaintop experiences of our physical lives, feelings and emotions as the pinnacles of our journey, where there is apparent freedom and comfort. In reality, it is frequently devoid of growth and lacks the nutrients needed to sustain life, a healthy spiritual life. And we view the valleys of our lives as places we never want to visit willingly.

Our spirit knows that the valley is fertile and rich, growing and green. Lasting freedom and comfort is developed in the valley, dwelling deep and pressed in. It is here where we must choose to abide for a season with God for spiritual growth, and be taught how to cleave to Him. There is life in the valley, abundant life.