Who is holding you up?

Exodus 17: 10-13
10 So Joshua fought the Amalekites as Moses had ordered, and Moses, Aaron and Hur went to the top of the hill. 11 As long as Moses held up his hands, the Israelites were winning, but whenever he lowered his hands, the Amalekites were winning. 12 When Moses' hands grew tired, they took a stone and put it under him and he sat on it. Aaron and Hur held his hands up—one on one side, one on the other—so that his hands remained steady till sunset. 13 So Joshua overcame the Amalekite army with the sword.

This was our scripture from Sunday's sermon at church. I love this scripture because I see how God orchestrates a visual and I am a visual thinker.

God told Joshua to fight...Moses was to hold up his arms at the top of the hill as a gesture of support to Joshua...Moses' arms got tired...Aaron and Hur brought Moses a rock to rest on and held up Moses' arms because he was tired. When Moses was not being supported, Joshua's army wasn't successful...when he was being supported Joshua was victorious!

How very true is this in life?!

I love how scripture is still so relevant.

I had a conversation with a loved one this weekend that tore at my heart. He told me that he wasn't sure he had ever fully given his heart to Christ. He has been going through the motions, but felt he had been talking the talk...not walking the walk. He wasn't being a leader in his home, or in his life outside of the church.

I am not sure he's very far from being alone. How often do we just go through the motions? But this person truly felt convicted that he was not acting the way he was supposed to and truly wanted prayer for His whole heart to be given to Christ.

After hearing this scripture on Sunday morning I knew God was asking me to hold up my loved one's arms. To lift him in prayer as he asks Christ to fully take over his life.

The other thing I noticed in the scripture was that Aaron and Hur brought a large rock for Moses to sit on. Christ is my rock. He is our rock. We can rest on him while our brothers and sisters in Christ lift our arms and support our mission for God.

I am now asking you bloggy friends to help me keep my arms lifted. I have decided to work on my health. I keep trying to start something and then come up with excuses as to why I can't go on. Usually it's just lack of motivation.

I want to be motivated...and I figure if I post it here in blog land...perhaps 1 or 2 of you that admit to following me would be willing to help keep me accountable? ;o)

I want to get strong again. I want to get off my duff and begin strengthing it. I am no good to my children when I am tired. The more I keep putting myself on the back burner I feel myself get discouraged. When I am discouraged I am crabby and tired.

What kind of mom does that make me? What kind of wife? I want to be the kind of wife, mom and friend that is able to hold up the arms of those around me that need it.

If I am healthy both physically and spiritually then I can do both. What a concept.

Geez, besides...this whole mission team thing takes alot of energy, can't be all crabby and tired while I am trying to do God's work now can I?

So what I am asking you for is support...prayer support. I will try to post on Friday's how my week has gone. Where I have triumphed and where I have fallen short.

I started last night with exercise, and today I made better choices in my food. S wants to work out with me so I have a partner. ;o) Not that she needs it to lose any weight, but exercise is always good for you. And bless her little tushy she was blessed with my back end...we have a bit of junk in our trunks. ;o)

If I can be of prayer support for you in any way. Please leave me a post, or email me. God clearly does not want us to live our lives alone, but with the support of others. Christ will be the rock we can rest on, but we can all hold each other's arms up and together, like Joshua, triumph!