Photo By: Laura Ruth
March, April … is it really almost MAY? The months tick off like a clock, faithful to come and go, and somehow I manage to barely see their passing. It’s felt like that lately. We moved. I am now greeted by a tree, green grass and the postman each morning and have said my goodbyes to the glass tower I used to call home.
I’ve said goodbye, but I’ve been in transition. For about a month I fought with the not knowing. Where will we live? Where should we live? What is wise? Question after question peppering the circumstances that we dealt with regarding housing and the clear directive to move with no location in sight.
Our hearts were bent on loving God and doing what He desired, but we were still torn with the issues at hand. What about this … and that? Sometimes we need just to be still. Sometimes we need just to trust.
Through all the movement, I’ve found it hard to find the silence. I asked the wrong questions for weeks and then I stopped asking. Sometimes God is just saying, be still. After asking God what about this … and that, I finally heard, “Listen.”
I was so busy wondering, posing mentally and running to find my future, that I had missed hearing, what God wanted to say, in those moments where friends meet in quiet.
I hate thinking I’ll ever cycle back … that my flesh is prone to wander. But I know God is working His plan. He is calling my heart to listen. Lord, may I respond with gentle fire.
Prone to wander, Lord I feel it
Prone to leave the God I love
Here’s my heart Lord, take and seal it
Seal it for thy courts above.
Psalm 46:10
“Step out of the traffic! Take a long, loving look at me, your High God, above politics, above everything.”