I am so thankful for a day without a house showing. We’ve had 9 showings in 15 days, and we are about as weary as can be. I feel distinctly that God is ordering everything to a certain timing. And with that comes peace, especially on days like I have had recently. Let me tell you about them…
A week ago I had a day that reminded me of a moment I experienced when my Chris and I were young marrieds. We had climbed up Enchanted Rock and came down another way than the regular path. This is where I locked up–completely unable to go up or come down. I clung to the side of that giant batholith and refused to move. In terror, I could not, would not move. Chris had to gently talk me down–one movement at a time. It was with complete joy that I arrived safely at the bottom.
So was this day. I felt like I could not, would not move forward or go back. Sometimes it is like that with God, too. He gently talks us down.
Another day, after several of readying the house for showing (which feels like a marathon and is great exercise for sure!), I felt like I was on a several mile hike to the top of a mountain that my Chris and I had taken before. It was at the point that I had not an ounce of energy left…and yet I had to exert it to reach the top. Sitting for a rest, drinking water and eating a Clif bar doesn’t cut it. There are some places you reach, where it takes supernatural strength to keep on going. I actually have reached this kind of day on several occasions lately. And I have asked God to give me strength, again and again. He has given it each time–strength for the day and bright hope for tomorrow, right?
Waiting in Joy
Then there is this…Psalm 25:5
Lead me in your truth and teach me,
for you are the God of my salvation;
for you I wait all the day long.
This just really stood out to me this past week, as I considered that I had indeed been waiting on God all day long. But I thought of HOW David waited. I believe he waited in joy and anticipation of the GOOD things God was unfolding. I think sometimes I wait in a huff. And truly? What parent wants to give to a huffy child? We need to change HOW we wait.
I keep telling the kids that this journey is like a present that we are opening one piece of tape at a time. We still have a lot that we cannot answer, but this we can. God started this gloriously unfolding journey. And HE will complete it.
To close today, I just want to say how thrilled I am to hear that dear Elisabeth Elliot has met her Jesus face to face this day. It makes me long. I love her so–and pray that God would make me as wise and patient as she was. What a set apart woman she was!