Not everything has to be fixed by me. Jesus can actually use someone else and put me on the shelf for a rest, or deploy me somewhere else, doing something else. I am dispensable and also relocatable. I can leave the very big problem in His care and He will look after it. Because He is loving enough, big enough, strong enough, wise enough and perfect and masterful. I can actually not worry about it. Actually.
Oh my…it’s been a while
“When you really see Jesus, I defy you to doubt Him. If you see Him when He says, “Let not your heart be troubled…” (John 14:27), I defy you to worry. It is virtually impossible to doubt when He is there. Every time you are in personal contact with Jesus, His words are real to you. “My peace I give to you…” (John 14:27)— a peace which brings an unconstrained confidence and covers you completely, from the top of your head to the soles of your feet. “…your life is hidden with Christ in God,” and the peace of Jesus Christ that cannot be disturbed has been imparted to you.” Oswald
This is the challenge – to really see Jesus, in the midst of life, our distracted culture, to really see Him, to sit with Him long enough to be wrapped in peace. Doing that today.
Dependence
All that is required is to live a natural life of absolute dependence on Jesus Christ. Oswald Chambers
Today The only absolute thing Is To Stay behind (not out front) To watch To listen To follow
Starting over
It’s what I love about everyday – that it is a starting over, a new beginning. His mercies ARE new every morning. Today I am going to start over on some things, leaving off judging others for one, drinking enough water, getting the house clean, preparing for Sunday, being patient and bearing with the ‘other’s in my life. Being intimately conscious of the Lord’s persistent presence in my life and responding, that sounds like the best starting over spot.
500
500 is the number of people living in “Saddlebrook”, the temporary atco trailer type community north of High River because they have no ‘home’ to go to. 500 is the number of homes that are currently not occupied in our sweet little town of High River, Alberta. Oh flood of June…..you sure did a number on us. Praying for my community this morning.
The Waiting Place
The waiting place – as Dr. Seuss rightly points out, is a hard lonely too quiet place to be. I’m there now. Waiting for my heart to be restored. Waiting for our community to be restored. Waiting for my home to be restored. Waiting for the return of joy, a ready laugh — hope.
And in the waiting what to do? What exactly is one to do? Be faithful in little seems reasonable — logical (if difficult). Look for the silver lining in this cloud and fog. Believe and hope in a God who has my future secure (somehow…though not in the way I thought). And speak and think truthfully from the heart.
It’s no good saying “I love the waiting place”. That I understand the waiting place, that I feel secure here, that I am at peace, when I’m not and I don’t.
The One who knows me best. Knows the verity of my every thought and of my every word spoken and un. He knows better.
So why lie.
Colleen R. Jantzen 