It has been an incredible season of life for me, and the recurring theme, my growth-edge, has been Trust. As most of you may know, I am a "Preacher's Kid"...I am proud to say my Dad was a pastor of a Christian church for most of my life. One of my favorite sermons that he taught was about Trust...and he would put his hands together throughout the message in a "T" formation, like that generally used for "Time-Out". (We moved several times, hence the re-runs!) When God is trying to get my attention to trust him, the vision of Dad's hands making the "T" sign come into my head...what great reminder...Thank you Dad! I am learning to trust God with my time, love and other pursuits.
Time
Each morning when I rise, before I begin brushing teeth, washing face, showering, feeding Punkin, etc., I read a daily devotional from "Jesus Calling" (Sarah Young) I have learned from experience that doing other things first distracts me from doing the most important task of the day: Prayer. Pastor Mark at Mars Hill shared a fantastic message this past Sunday, and one of his points was prayer--or lack thereof. I often will go a whole day or more without praying, as if I believe that I can make it thorugh this or that just fine. "I have done this work...made this commute...trudged through this routine...for years, so why must I pray for assistance? I could do this in my sleep!"
This morning I awoke late. I hit 'snooze' three too many times and was down to the wire to make it out the door on time. I looked at the book and was awash in conflict: what is more imporant than spending time with God or being on-time to work? Answer: Nothing is more important than God...I must make the time investment in Him. I truly desire to honor Him. But today? I will be late for work, every minute counts, traffic can be so unpredictable... This is when the sacrifice has the greatest impact on my faith and increasing ability to trust Him throughout my day. When I spend the time with Him, not only will He be able to bless my day, but a peace that passes understanding will descend upon me.
I can't say that I pause and give God time every morning...I am a work-in-progress. But I can tell that little by little, as I become more trusting, it is working: the result of His blessings in response to my trust is remarkable!
Love and Other Pursuits
I have had quite the incredible life for my 34 years...oh the stories I have! I have visited 46 states (including Alaska and Hawaii), been to America's beard and hat (haha, Mexico and Canada, including Nova Scotia, Cape Breton and Price Edward Island), and have lived in the Pacific Northwest, California, New England and Boston. I have held jobs requiring wisdom far beyond my years, and have triumphed through the joy and pain of my life decisions (good and foolish). My career has flourished, with societal appointments, publications, presentations and teaching opportunities. As a single woman I have always been financially secure through prosperous times and even through the slim seasons.
And yet, I doubt. How foolish I am!!
God has brought me full-circle...home at last...content at last. I am
home in Seattle
. I never knew how much I valued home until I had been away in search of life (which I found to some extent, but that's a story for an entirely different time) and found it
here at last...in the Pacific Northwest. God has
always been faithful to me. He has
never foresaken me. His promises are true, and his wisdom just.
Which brings me to the question:
WHY would I doubt that God has the very best plan for me?? I justify my doubt as "self-preservation"...I project prior disappointments and failures onto future potential blessings. I take setbacks or unexpected happenings and read into them "not meant to be". I am like an actuary: I am quick to analyze and weigh the risk/benefit ratio.
What I
know for sure is that God still pursues people...I am proof of that. (an idea from Blue Like Jazz, by Donald Miller). I have felt Him pursuing me for the past few months...something that I despaired wouldn't happen. How foolish I have been to think He had given up on me!
One of the ways I was sure it was not in His plan to bless me was in a job that I love, with a life of friends, colleagues and adventures where I love to be. I live in Seattle, have a job at the UW which inspires me each day, a multitude of friends and activities, and a church I am becoming more involved with as we speak. It took
TRUST to get to this point. Another way I was sure was not His plan was to bless me with a soulmate...a man of God who would love me despite my prior life...who would adore me and see beauty and value in me. Oh, me of little faith. I have met a man who I adore, respect and love. He is someone who I can laugh with...someone who loves me...someone I
pray with. There is a significant logistical issue associated with our relationship...hence, the
TRUST. This wonderful, Godly man is worth the investment, despite time, effort and distance.
The fear lies in the "What if?" The not knowing. The mystery. There is fear
and beauty in the mystery.
I am feeling the growth-edge once again, in trusting that God will continue to bring me together with my soulmate (if it is this wonderful man)...trusting that God will be gentle in my evolution from single gal to attached-in-love gal. I am trusting Him that my heart will not be smashed...again. I am trusting Him that the logistical nightmare we find ourselves in will be resolved in a heartbeat by His grace. Where ultimate bliss meets absolute unsurity.
Look at the beauty the
clouds bring to the environment...clouds don't always equal rain...
Trust. That's my growth-edge.