Wednesday, April 29, 2015
What a wild ride the last few months have been!!!! There is no one place to start, so I'll condense down using just the last few weeks....
In what can only be described by my hubs as 'unsettled', our family has found the last few weeks to be filled with highs, mediums, and a few things that are just, well, things. Unsettling, restless, searching, praying, praying, praying.
I choose to label the last few weeks as 'teachable' moments. They should really be labeled 'learn-able' moments, but who says that? Each new thing has given us the chance to process, pray, discuss, laugh, learn, and grow.
We are feeling this unsettling in our souls. What new thing is coming? What old thing needs to pass away? Which way? In what time? Gah!
Ordinarily, I would find this all a bit too much. I don't do well with patience, the unexpected, and REALLY don't do well with chaos or unsettled restlessness. Yet, throughout all of it, I have found myself actually becoming clearer, more peaceful, focused, and even, surprise, patient!
We are searching for the great, not just the good. Why move ahead into good, when great could also be there. Is this the best plan or idea, or just a good plan or idea? If we truly believe God is in control of all things, and will work all things out ultimately for our good, then we can sit for a bit and pray and discern what the next step is right?
Some have caught us off guard, some appeared overnight, some have been a long time coming, some have been challenging, some have just been. Some could easily be over-spiritualized into intentional sabotage or blessing. Not every flat tire is the devil attacking or God protecting. Sometimes tires go flat because the stems are bad, or you run over a nail, or whatever. (You should ask my hubs about all the ways tires go flat...who knew?!)
We find ourselves waking up every day with an attitude now of 'what might happen today?' It could be awesome, so-so, yucky, or just be. And we are discovering these teachable moments might just be okay after all!
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