{"id":33268,"date":"2022-09-10T20:42:16","date_gmt":"2022-09-11T01:42:16","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.biblia.work\/sermons\/look-up\/"},"modified":"2022-09-10T20:42:16","modified_gmt":"2022-09-11T01:42:16","slug":"look-up","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.biblia.work\/sermons\/look-up\/","title":{"rendered":"Look Up"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Sunshine. Unicorns. Glitter.<\/p>\n<p>These are words that scratch the surface of what was seemingly oozing from my pores as I sat in the waiting room of my doctor\u2019s office. I had taken about a million (okay, only four) pregnancy tests and reality had started to set in that I was going to be a Mama of two. I went back for the ultrasound and heard the most glorious sound \u2013 a heartbeat. A strong, steady heartbeat. Aside from being a wife, being a Mom is my favorite part about who I am. The thought of getting to experience that all over again filled my heart with unexplainable joy. I left with endless amounts of ultrasound pictures and even more thoughts about how he or she would look and what our new life would be like.<\/p>\n<p>Life went on as usual. There wasn\u2019t as much time for naps as the first time around because\u2026well\u2026I was chasing a toddler this time. Several weeks went by (14 \u00bd to be exact) and it was time for my next appointment. I walked into the doctor\u2019s office, again, on cloud nine. The nurse came in first to get the baby\u2019s heart rate. I laid there for, what seemed like, hours while she moved and positioned the monitor every way possible.<\/p>\n<p>Nothing.<\/p>\n<p>She told me not to worry. This was normal at this stage of the game because of how tiny the baby is. She was sending me across the hall to the ultrasound room to have my doctor check for the heart rate instead. My head wanted to panic, but my heart still felt at peace. The doctor came in and, with a series of several tries with several different machines, searched and searched for a heartbeat.<\/p>\n<p>Nothing.<\/p>\n<p>I remember hearing \u201cI\u2019m sorry\u2026\u201d and after that I don\u2019t remember much. I was numb. Totally and completely numb. This was the second time in three months I had been told that my baby no longer had a beating heart. The pain felt like it would consume me.<\/p>\n<p>Physically, it took quite a while to heal. My spirit, however, was in for a much longer recovery time. I spent the next few months being pretty angry with God. I know that\u2019s not typically something people want to admit to, but if I\u2019m being 100% transparent, I was furious. My husband and I were in full time ministry and had committed to a life of serving the Lord. Why us? I avoided church at all costs. When I did show up, I came in late and snuck out early. One Sunday, a sweet, older lady in our church came up to me and hugged me for, what felt like, an eternity. She slipped a piece of paper into my jacket pocket and said, \u201cread this when you have some time to REALLY talk to God about it.\u201d I got home, opened the paper and on it was written:<\/p>\n<p>\u201cLet us also lay aside every weight, and sin which clings so closely, and let us run with endurance the race that is set before us, looking to Jesus, the founder and perfecter of our faith, who for the joy set before him endured the cross.&#8221; Hebrews 12: 1-2<\/p>\n<p>I focused on the word \u201cendurance\u201d. Isn\u2019t it funny that it wasn\u2019t written \u201clet us run with gladness\u201d or \u201clet us run with ease\u201d. The word \u201cendurance\u201d was used because there are moments in our race that we will have to endure. There will be days that make us feel like we are hanging on by a thread. The race will be difficult on those days, but God has called us to endure.<\/p>\n<p>Right there in the middle of my 900 square foot house, I felt like I had been punched in the gut. Maybe I didn\u2019t understand God as much as I thought I did. I had been so angry and bitter, I had forgotten that He knew my hurt before I even felt it. I sat down and began to pray and, in that moment, God spoke to me in the most crystal clear voice I have ever heard and said, \u201cWhy are you so busy looking for answers instead of looking for me?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Despite my hurt, I found God in the middle of the most heart-breaking time of my life. I found God when I was at my lowest. I believe that David wrote \u201cI will lift UP my eyes to the hills\u201d because he knew that, sometimes, you have to be at rock bottom to learn to look up. I had spent most of my life involved in ministry, but had overlooked the idea of completely trusting in God.<\/p>\n<p>I don\u2019t know where this will find you. Life may be going exactly the way you want it to. If that\u2019s the case, I am thrilled for you. This may have, however, found you at <em>your<\/em> rock bottom, wherever that may be. Hear me.<\/p>\n<p>The thoughts in your head aren\u2019t too loud for the voice of God.<\/p>\n<p>You are never too far for God\u2019s reach.<\/p>\n<p>You are never too broken for the Potter to put you back together.<\/p>\n<p>You are never too hurt to be whole again.<\/p>\n<p>You are never too mad to find understanding.<\/p>\n<p>You are never too low to look up.<\/p>\n<div style='clear:both'><\/div>\n<div class='the_champ_sharing_container the_champ_horizontal_sharing' data-super-socializer-href=\"https:\/\/www.preaching.com\/articles\/look-up\/\">\n<div class='the_champ_sharing_title' style=\"font-weight:bold\">Share This On:<\/div>\n<div class=\"the_champ_sharing_ul\"><\/div>\n<\/div>\n<div style='clear:both'><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Sunshine. Unicorns. Glitter. These are words that scratch the surface of what was seemingly oozing from my pores as I sat in the waiting room of my doctor\u2019s office. 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