When Captivity is Turned

By the rivers of Babylon, there we sat down, yea, we wept, when we remembered Zion.
We hanged our harps upon the willows in the midst thereof.
For there they that carried us away captive required of us a song; and they that wasted us required of us mirth, saying, Sing us one of the songs of Zion.
How shall we sing the LORD’s song in a strange land?
 Psalm 137
Captivity happens. 
We live in a foreign land far from our Heavenly home.  Captivity is a way of life here in the world.  I admit – I am just not clever enough to learn its ways – nor do I wish to.  It is like trying to speak to someone of another language.  Communication is muddled.  Our points of reference are completely different. This is especially difficult when one of a worldly mind wields power.  When you don’t understand the language – captivity happens.
 
I have been just such a captive for some time within a particular situation.  The Lord gave me the privilege of Blogland which has been like the a window in a prison cell – the link to good things and beauty that I could hold onto, until – my rescue.  
After a turbulent year – now – one year after stepping into Blogland – my Hero has rescued me from a toxic situation that has thoroughly ripped and wrung me out.  I knew I would be released – just not when.  I had thought to be done at the end of June.  My Rescuer has done the work three months in advance – and not a moment too soon.  I honestly did not know how I would emotionally get through these next three months if I had to stay.

It was not a pretty scene to play out this week.  

But, the Lord prepared me for His rescue.  He promised to fight for me and called me to be still my heart.  He went so far as to make every move of mine through this past week very clear.  And, the most amazing thing – he prepared a place to go upon my rescue.  In the middle of the boiling turmoil over the last few days, I received a call from the county library offering me a job – a position they had created and budgeted specifically for “Miss Kathy” – the sort of dream job that makes one think they are truly sleeping – surreal – but, this was true!
For the past twelve months, I have felt the Lord has called me to walk in a new understanding of graciousness and humility.  It has been quite an adventure.  Yesterday, the ultimate in humiliation became mine.  But, with that humiliation – simultaneously – came the much longed for rescue!  
All along, I have had these two psalms rolling about in my mind.  Psalm 137, above, detailing the downtrodden heart of the Jews when suffering under the injustices of their Babylonian captors . . .
And, Psalm 126 – that which, in such lyrical poetry, describes the dream-come-true sensations surrounding the captive’s heart when they are released from their prison and brought back into a place of rescue – of good things and beauty – of peace and protection and purpose.

When the LORD turned again the captivity of Zion, we were like them that dream.
Then was our mouth filled with laughter, and our tongue with singing: then said they among the heathen, The LORD hath done great things for them.
The LORD hath done great things for us; whereof we are glad.
Turn again our captivity, O LORD, as the streams in the south.
They that sow in tears shall reap in joy.
He that goeth forth and weepeth, bearing precious seed, shall doubtless come again with rejoicing, bringing his sheaves with him.
Psalm 126
Yesterday was one of the lowest days of my life.  And, the best.  Sweetness cannot be truly sweet if we know not sorrow first.  My captivity was turned.  I am free.  I am Israel crossing the Red Sea fleeing from Egypt.  I am Lot escaping Sodom.  I am done with the wasteland – I am brought to the rim of a Promised Land – and my Lord leads me on to healing, restoration, and renewed purpose – where I can understand the language.
Blessed be the Name of the LORD!
There have been some times with some of you when I have shared details of my struggle – thank you to all who have prayerfully thought of me and blessed me with encouraging words.
Abby at Little Birdie Blessings

Your prayer cards arrived providentially at a critical moment – and the Scriptures you chose where exactly the Lord’s direction to me for that precise instant.  God is amazing!!!  Thank you so much for your obedience and reaching out to me – via snail mail at that!

Here’s a couple parting blessings from Abby’s graphic designs that she posted yesterday – again the perfect Word – and something I must cling to at present:

Expect to be seeing more of me hanging around Blogland.  Lots of beauty, devotions, and praise to share in so many ways – and plenty more time given to me to do so!!

Sharing my Captivity Turned this week with:

Faith Filled Fridays at Beholding Glory
 

About Miss Kathy

"I teach families how to restore their God-given authority as the primary educator in their child’s life through the experience of reading together as a family. Learn how to use literature to create teachable moments, build strong minds, and bind loving hearts."

Kathryn Ross, writer, speaker, and dramatist, ignites a love of literature and learning to equip young and old towards developing a Family Literacy Lifestyle—reading together, learning together, loving together. Her works challenge families to deepen their literacy skills and grow into the greater things God has purposed for them. She’s taught in Christian and homeschool circles, trained in the Principle Approach® through the Foundation for American Christian Education. Miss Kathy owns Pageant Wagon Publishing, producing homeschool enrichment materials, devotional works, study guides, and theatrical dramas for church, school, and community production. She podcasts at TheWritersReverie.com and blogs at PageantWagonPublishing.com.

Comments

  1. My dearest Miss Kathy…our God is such an awesome God! I didn’t get to post to you yesterday and now I know why. He wanted me to wait for you to write this most touching post, to use you to praise Him and in doing so, encourage us to take this message into our hearts. I don’t know the details here, but I can read your peace! I am sorry for the heartache and struggles you had to go through, but I rejoice hearing your good news. Such a sweet time to have God rescue you as we head into Holy Week.
    Thank you for your honesty and courage to share such personal events with us.
    Much love,
    Lady Linda

  2. Oh Kathy, I am so sorry you’ve had such a hard time lately. I am humbled that the Lord used me to lift you up. He’s always working in the background where we can’t see and inspiring us to reach out where needed, even if we don’t know the impact it will have. I’m thrilled about your new job. Thanks for sharing your heart today. God is good, and your story will have an impact on someone who needs it. ~ Abby

  3. Oh, Kathy! I too hate to hear you’ve been going through this hard time but rejoice with you that you’re stepping out of it! No better rescuer that our all mighty God. I love that scripture and an old Gaither song – hold on my child, joy comes in the morning. Weeping only lasts for a while.
    Blessings,
    Shelia 😉

  4. What a wonderful and amazing post!! I wanted to cry as I read it because I could feel your pain as you talked of the terrible week and the feeling of humiliation. I know this year has been so terrible for you. I hurt reading it.

    But I loved how you let us know right from the beginning that it was a rescue. I love how God provided the job at the library. I literally said, “What???” as I read that part.

    That is SO GOD and SO Wonderful! You were faithful to your calling as “Miss Kathy” and God had his eye on his sparrow all along.

    I join you this evening saying the most appropriate thing to say:
    BLESSED be the name of the LORD.

    I’m really looking forward to the adventure your Rescuer has planned.
    Sending a huge hug your way. Can you feel it?

  5. Miss Kathy. thank you for your response on my blog. My heart hurts for you and I was thinking, oh, what can I do for my blog friend???? PRAY…I will lift you up in prayer morning and night and in between too. There is nothing so comforting as being lifted up in prayer by those who love you. I always have a mental image of my friends standing so close, hold me up so I cannot fall! We are there for you!
    Love and hugs….Lady Linda

  6. Miss Kathy, This is my first time visiting you so I truly have no idea….yet your pain is so strong it hurts to read. You see I believe I have hurt that much and the Lord rescued me too, in His way, His timing. So while I do not know you or your situation, I know the Lord can and does move those mountains in our lives when we wait upon Him. From your pain came such abundance of joy, such love, such freedom to be all He has planned for you. That resonates with me so well and so I to comment and say simply, for both of us, HOW GREAT THOU ART! Blessings on your freedom in Him! This is your morning to rejoice!

  7. What a faithful God…but, dealing with my physical captivity due yo allergies, He has continually taken me to Psalm 139. He knows it all and has everything in hand. I am so blessed to hear your rejoicing and thankful heart.
    Ruth

  8. Amazing, simply amazing.
    The growth you have experienced and shared, makes my heart lift so high.
    You are helping the rest of us who are going through our own storms.

  9. Blogland has been a blessing to many. It certainly has been for me. I’m glad things are going well for you now. We receive so much love and encouragement from other bloggers. It’s really amazing. Those who do not blog don’t understand it. Thank you for sharing your heart.
    Blessings,
    Charlotte

  10. You wrote: “Sweetness cannot be truly sweet if we know not sorrow first.” This is so true. Your blog is soothing and delightful!

  11. Thank you for sharing…what a timely read for me this morning and how encouraging, since I was stomping my feet at the captivity I find myself in and how long it has been and how tired I am of the walls of this pit. Thanks for sharing your victory and reminding me that the same God that brought you out of your captivity is the same God that will bring me out of mine.

    My husband put those scriptures to music years ago and we sang it at church…so I could just hear the whole congregation singing it as I read this morning.

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