Zechariah and Elizabeth
5 During the time ·Herod ruled Judea [L of Herod, king of Judea], there was a priest named Zechariah who belonged to ·Abijah’s group [the priestly division/order of Abijah; C priests were divided into twenty-four divisions; 2 Chr. 31:2]. Zechariah’s wife, Elizabeth, came from the ·family [L daughters; C female descendants] of Aaron [C brother of Moses and first high priest of Israel; for a priest like Zechariah to marry a woman of priestly ancestry was a special blessing]. 6 [L Both] Zechariah and Elizabeth ·truly did what God said was good [L were righteous before God]. They ·did [followed; walked in] everything the Lord commanded and were ·without fault [blameless] in keeping his ·law [regulations; requirements]. 7 But they had no children, because Elizabeth ·could not have a baby [could not conceive; T was barren], and both of them were very old [Gen. 17:17; 18:11].
A friend of mine sent me a note, in it said she was praying for me and hoped my heart
wasn't too sore or tender
( from the adoption journey). I began with 'I am fine', but a few sentences into my correspondence with her, and revelation came that I am nursing a wounded heart.
Perhaps I knew, but had I buried it, rather deep I must say.
Later, God directed me to this passage of Scripture, and the Holy Spirit spoke to my heart. I hadn't realized I was carrying a wounded heart in regards to some of this, but as I read I could feel emotion rising up in my chest.
You see when you step out to follow God, and He seemingly goes missing, doubt jumps in and tells you how you missed Him. It jabs you and makes you believe that you aren't walking where God meant for you to walk. It begins to whisper, then eventually scream, that you are lost and that hopes of finding the way are slim, because look at the mess you've gotten yourself in. It lies and tells you He has forgotten you.
Or worse, that He doesn't care.
The Word said this to me in correction to that voice (which is not the Lord's)...