Time for another post! And I have nothing to say…
Who am I kidding? I always have something to say! I had this idea my blog would include all these fantastic posts about where I’ve been, what I’ve learned and observations about the spiritual life. And maybe someday it will.
But for now it’s all about obedience. It’s about opening up the laptop and grinding away and hoping something will resonate. Oh, I’m not so crazy to believe it will resonate with the general public and end up on “Freshly Pressed” – I’m just hoping it will resonate with me.
I’m trying not to be concerned with the number of words or editing. That will come in time. It’s all about writing SOMETHING!
The message at church this morning was called “Wandering” – of course referring to the Israelite’s forty years of desert exile. It made me think that I have spent most of my life in the desert. Wandering.
I think the desert is sometimes a necessary icky which helps us to refocus on what is important. These deserts can come in the form of layoffs or sickness or something that shakes us to the bone and puts us in a darker place for a season.
Sometime the desert is a direct result of sin. Adultery discovered. Addiction leading to arrest. Cheating causing expulsion. There is grace, but there is also consequence.
However, how often do we choose the desert? How many times do we stay in the holding pattern, circling over our destination and never landing?
Guilty as charged.
At the outset of adulthood I roamed in the desert out of fear of making a bad decision. Then I moved on to “I’m not enough” – not pretty enough. Not smart enough. Not disciplined enough. Now I think I’ve become comfortable in the desert. I’ve got my nice little tent. My work to keep me busy and that manna that falls from heaven everyday. Why should I expect more?
And that’s the crux of the matter. We were created for more. We were created for eternity. Before the creation he formed our being – what we would be, what we could accomplish in his name. All if only…
If only we ignored the giants in the land – comparison.
If only we took the risk and stepped out into the PLAN – that plan that is so much bigger than we could ever imagine.
If only we stopped worrying about being comfortable and started being concerned with our character.
If only we trusted God. If only we trusted God. IF ONLY WE TRUSTED GOD.
I am ready (gulp!) to step out of the desert. I am going to put my feet in the Jordan and watch as God holds up the water and allows me to walk on dry land (again!) and reach the Promised Land.
And that is what this obedience is about.
I can’t MAKE His plan for me happen. But I can be obedient.
So even if I have nothing to say. No profound words of wisdom. No gripping stories. I have obedience. I have obedience.
So I write. And will continue to write.