5 Lessons from Spiritual Drought

“For he will be like a tree planted by the water,

That extends its roots by a stream

And will not fear when the heat comes;

But its leaves will be green,

And it will not be anxious in a year of drought

Nor cease to yield fruit."

Three years ago, the Lord brought this verse daily to my mind. As I meditated on it one night, I sensed that the Lord was using it to prepare me for the time of drought that He was leading me into. In my pride, I was all about it. I was ready. Excited, even. Just days later, my once intimate relationship with the Lord seemed veiled. He seemed distant; my time in the Word seemed shallow, just enough to keep me alive that day. Worship was painful. Hollow words sung by a troubled heart. My prayers once filled with love and delight instead were timidly spoken as though to one with whom I was hardly acquainted.

I began to worry. Satan began to speak so many things to me. Instead of the voice of the Lord telling me He was bringing me to this place, Satan told me I wandered here on my own. Eventually I believed him. I grew tired trying to find my way back with no success. This brought more lies. My own works, my own strength. Where is the God I once walked with so intimately? What did I do to get here?

I became angry with myself; tired to the point of despair. I have so much sorrow in my heart (Psalm 13). Am I saved? I feel lonely and broken and wretched. I miss Him. Surely "I am a worm and not a man" (Psalm 22:6), a" brute beast" (Psalm 73:22) before the Righteous Judge, Who judges impartially each according to his deeds (1 Peter 1:17). Surely my fate is condemnation! Or else, where is this "joy in my salvation" (Psalm 13:5)? This "ever-present help in trouble" (Psalm 46:1)?

"How long, O Lord? Will You forget me forever?

How long will You hide Your face from me?

How long must I wrestle with my thoughts

and every day have sorrow in my heart?

How long will my enemy triumph over me?"

But in the midst of my feelings, and honestly my despair of self (2 Corinthians 1:8), the Lord is accomplishing His purposes. He brought me here. He led me into this place of drought. He warned me. And how quick was I to believe the lies!

Yet, His purposes overcame, His promises stood, even when I didn't see it.

To be honest, I still have a hard time seeing it. None of these things are truly in the past for me, and I continue to struggle with these thoughts. For the past year, almost daily, I've questioned if I am truly saved. Like, what else would explain this? Or I must be unrepentantly living in sin for Him to seem so distant and for my mind to be so dull in understanding His Scriptures and ways, for this long. And if I'm living in unconfessed sin that's kept the Lord at bay for 3 years... still saved? 1 John says no. I only have one logical conclusion...

"Look on me and answer, O Lord my God.

Give light to my eyes, or I will sleep in death;

my enemy will say, 'I have overcome him,'

and my foes will rejoice when I fall."

Ah, but the Lord is greatly to be praised!

1 Samuel 3:18 states it well: "He is the Lord, let Him do what is right in His eyes." And He will. And that is assuredly for our good! For while my strength fails, He accomplished His will. He is faithful to do as He has planned all along. This 3-year journey, which still continues, is not without fruit:

Conviction of sin. In the midst of my own failing strength, I came to see my limitations. I came out of a place of abundance, of great grace and intimacy. My favorite verse was about my Maker being my Husband (Isaiah 54:5). I rejoiced in His love. But I felt so special. I constantly compared myself to the people around me and saw God's grace in sustaining my obedience as something to take pride in. Yet there I was, flattering myself too much to detect and hate my own sin (Psalm 36:2), while constantly crying out to be made holy. I was a lot like the Pharisees, comparing myself to others and thinking I come out on top. This time of thirst has brought intense introspection, and I praise God, "for I know my transgressions, and my sin is ever before me," (Psalm 51) yet He is teaching me to constantly remember His Son. For "purge me with hyssop, and I shall be clean; wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow." By His blood, I have life. In His death and resurrection, I walk before the Lord in His favor, as a son and co-heir with Christ, empowered to live in a manner worthy of that inheritance and calling (Ephesians 4:1).

Trust. As I mentioned earlier, my time in the Word seemed only enough for the day. And I believe that was intentional. "Give us this day our daily bread" (Exodus 16, Matthew 6:11). A lesson, every day, to trust. To believe Him at His Word. He is faithful to do as He says. He's been showing me that I often seek answers and understanding, instead of following Him each moment. But "we walk by faith, and not by sight" (2 Corinthians 5:7). I don't need to know anything about my circumstances for the rest of my life in order to trust God. Because sometimes He doesn't explain anything. Sometimes He doesn't make our decisions clear, but He does lead us in His paths for His Name's sake (Psalm 23:3). Every step we take is sovereignly guided by the "Shepherd and Overseer of my soul" (1 Peter 2:25).

Discipline (by grace). This also applies to my time in the Bible these past 3 years. I can't explain to you the amount of times I've read His words in tears, not because It is "sharper than any two-edged sword", but because It didn't feel "living and active" at all (Hebrews 4:12). Because my mind didn't seem to be illuminated to the Scripture and the words written were the only ones I heard, and sometimes even they made little sense. And yet, by grace, He has kept me consistently in the precious pages of the revelation of His character and His plan for redemption and sanctification. This has proven invaluable to the sustaining of my faith and of my obedience to Him. This daily bread, given at His determining, has preserved my life.

Saved to a community and Body of believers. Before this season, I'd write paragraphs full of thoughts and prayers reading even just one verse. Nowadays, I'm happy to understand what is written. I do think this is largely due to the fact that I didn't share what I learned (but also to remind me that it's not anything about me, it's His grace that allows me to learn and to hear). I thought, once again, that I was special and that this understanding was for me, for my own relationship with Him. But He has taught me that my faith, His lessons, His gifts, everything He does is for the building up of the Body, that together, by "speaking the truth in love, we are to grow up in every way into Him Who is the Head" (Ephesians 4:15). For "if we are comforted, it is for your comfort" (2 Corinthians 1:6), not just our own. He has not allowed me to continue to think so selfishly without conviction.

I am thankful.

"But I trust in Your unfailing love;

my heart rejoices in Your salvation.

I will sing to the Lord,

for He has been good to me."

He has done so much. And though His promises are not always fulfilled the way we expect them to be, we can be no less assured that He is keeping them. He is always "Faithful and True" (Revelation 19:11). And He is in the process of doing much more. He is making me not only a hearer, but a doer of His Word-- that my conviction would lead to "bearing fruit in keeping with repentance" (James 1:25, Matthew 3:8).

"For You, O God, have tested us, You have tried us like silver. You brought us into the net; You laid a crushing burden on our backs; You let men ride over our heads; we went through fire and through water; yet You have brought us out to a place of abundance" (Psalm 66:10-12).

At times my weakness throughout this trial makes me feel "so utterly burdened beyond my strength that I despair of life itself. Indeed, I felt that I had received the sentence of death. But that was to make me rely not on myself but on God Who raises the dead." (2 Corinthians 1:8-9). "Wretched man that I am! Who will deliver me from this body of death? Thanks be to God through Jesus Christ our Lord!" (Romans 7:24). "In this I rejoice, though now for a little while, if necessary, I have been grieved by various trials, so that the tested genuineness of my faith—more precious than gold that perishes though it is refined by fire—may be found to result in praise and glory and honor at the revelation of Jesus Christ" (1 Peter 1:6-7). Therefore, "return to rest once more, O my soul, for the Lord has been good to you. For [He has] delivered my soul from death, my eyes from tears, my feet from stumbling; that I may walk before the Lord in the land of the living" (Psalm 116:7-9).