I had to participate in “scripture showers” as a preacher’s kid, where you were required to recite scripture on demand. Someone always beat me to “Jesus wept” (the shortest verse in the bible), so I’d recite the 23rd Psalms. I had no idea that I’d live that powerful word several times overs later in my youth and my adulthood.
The pain in my teens made me feel that God had forgotten me, and I spent most of my twenties murmuring “Woe is me” (W.I.M.) every chance I could. Grace, mercy, maturity and motherhood all ganged up on me in my thirties to offer me a new perspective on the rollercoaster ride that had become my journey. I ended up right back at the 23rd Psalms in my forties, which showed me how to respond to life rather than react to it. As I noticed how my life and purpose were improving, I began proclaiming “Whoa! It’s me!” (W.I.M.) everywhere someone would listen. I affirmed myself as a chosen vessel for God and declared a new understanding of the presence and power of God in my life, just as King David had done in this transformative text.
Out On A W.I.M. – Turning Woe to Whoa! was originally published on praisecharlotte.com
