A time to wait

Ecclesiastes 3:1 NKJV — To everything there is a season, A time for every purpose under heaven:

Currently, it is a season to wait.

Waiting upon God to guide and direct our family.

Waiting for my body to recover health.

Waiting for our property to sell.

Waiting…

Many years ago, during those final months of pregnancy God taught me that even in waiting there is work.

Normally I am unaware of the work, because I’m focusing on the waiting.

Unfortunately, allowing myself to fear with a thousand, “what if?”.

What a waste. Instead, I’m waiting on God with a different perspective.

Through these days of waiting I’m choosing to focus on the tasks and joys of each day.

To mentally check my thoughts into the here and now, without striving to guess and plan for the unknown.

It’s out of character for me.

I’ve always wanted to know “the plan” so I could prepare.

The LORD has been teaching me how good it is to simply rest in His plan.

He knows exactly what He is doing.

He has all the details sorted out.

When I need to know, as long as I am listening, He will tell me.

Where I run into trouble is when I go dashing ahead of Him and then realize I’ve left the side of my Master.

It’s difficult to hear God if I’m running away from Him, doing my own thing.

So, I’m waiting and working on the task at hand.

I’m learning to taste the joys of the season of waiting.

On an upswing

It’s Tuesday,

and I cooked dinner.

Anne helped and we are actually going to sit down to a homemade meal.

It might sound simple or routine, but we’ve been lacking, because I’ve been too ill to make them.

There have been plenty of meals made by the girls or my hubby, but not by me.

And I’m so thankful for the ability to make this one.

The girls asked me if I’ve enjoyed the break from routine.

“Are you at least glad you’ve not been doing dishes, laundry, and cooking all the time?”

No.

I smiled and explained that all though those things can become monotonous I would rather be doing them then sitting in my room next to the air purifier.

They seemed to understand,

at least a little.

I’m sure for them it’s just work.

I used to feel the same way and at times I still look at it in that light.

But being able to serve my family by household chores really is a blessing.

I’m enjoying the ability to fulfill one chore today.

Praise the Lord for the ability to serve my family!

Mountains

As the school year approaches the list of things that need to be completed seems to be mounded up like the white capped Rockies.

Worry has often been a mountain of its own that at times robs me of my sleep.

As I lay awake trying to decide what the priority of the following day should be I feel weak to be able to complete it all.

Last night was one of those where I was awake often and finding myself worried over the coming list of the weeks ahead.

The funny thing about it was the Lord had already given me the opportunity to climb the mountain of worry through the Bible passage I read before bed.

“Then as he (Elijah) lay and slept under a broom tree, suddenly an angel touched him, and said to him, ‘Arise and eat.’ Then he looked, and there by his head was a cake baked on coals, and a jar of water. So he ate and drank, and lay down again. And the angel of the LORD came back the second time, and touched him, and said, ‘Arise and eat, because the journey is too great for you.’ So he arose, and ate and drank; and he went in the strength of that food forty days and forty nights as far as Horeb, the mountain of God.”
1 Kings 19: 6-8

As I lay awake the Lord reminded me that He is the source of my strength.

I need not be worried about the tasks that are ahead of me.

Instead, my time was better used by praising Him for His faithfulness and praying for guidance for myself as well as others.

Although getting up this morning was a little more difficult than normal I was able to spend the first moments in prayer.

I hope the next time you are facing a mountain you will find your strength in the Lord.

For just like Elijah, going on in God’s strength is the best way to climb the mountain.