I don’t know exactly how long I’ve felt this way, but I do know exactly how I’ve felt: like I’m in a wasteland (i.e., a “barren or uncultivated land”—emphasis on barren).
For the past (Two? Three? Four? More?) years, it feels like I’ve been walking through a boy wasteland. To be blunt, boys—specifically Christian single boys who are romantically interested in this Christian single girl—feel scarce. And to be even more blunt, even though I know Thanksgiving is approaching and I’m supposed to give thanks during this time of year, it’s hard to be thankful to God—who I know is capable of turning my boy wasteland into a flourishing paradise but hasn’t.
Forgetting His Blessings
I quickly forget the countless good things God has done in my life over the past few years. The conviction of the Holy Spirit weighs heavy on my heart:
“Grace, you’re already in a flourishing paradise—a paradise I’ve led you to—yet you’re so focused on the one area of your life that supposedly isn’t flourishing. I’ve provided a job where you find enjoyment and fulfillment. I’ve provided a church full of people who are genuine and kind. I’ve provided friends you can do life with—and who you enjoy doing life with. Have you forgotten these good things? Have you forgotten Me?”
Friends, the devil wants us to believe this lie: “You’re in a wasteland. God isn’t working here.” But the truth is that God is working everywhere and all the time.
A few years ago, I would’ve told you the same thing I’m telling you now. I felt like I was walking through a wasteland. I was about to graduate from college and move into a new home in a new place where I had no job, no church, and no friends. There were so many question marks in front of me.
At the time, God said, “Wait. Not yet. But soon.” And He did indeed provide—as He always does—in His perfect timing.
I think He’s telling me the same thing now.
Praising His Holy Name
Let all that I am praise the Lord; with my whole heart, I will praise his holy name. Let all that I am praise the Lord; may I never forget the good things he does for me. He forgives all my sins and heals all my diseases. He redeems me from death and crowns me with love and tender mercies. He fills my life with good things. My youth is renewed like the eagle’s! (Psalm 103:1-5 NLT)
It’s so easy—almost automatic—to focus on the here and now. To lose sight of the past. To solely see your current state (i.e., your wasteland).
But don’t let yourself forget or ignore or fail to thank God for the good things He’s given you. Trust me—the wasteland isn’t as barren as it looks. God has worked, is working, and will work there.
Happy Thanksgiving!
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