It is a rainy day – I used to call these pajama days. When I first started a magazine, one of my goals was to find a job that allowed me to stay home, wear my pajamas, play the piano, write, and…talk to my dog. And I did for the first five years till things spilled over to the kitchen table, the dining room table, the guest room and the garage. I finally had to rent office space. I still grieve for my pajama days.
My adult life has been, for the most part, filled with unexpected detours. I tell audiences when I speak that “This is not the life I signed up for.” (forgive the dangling preposition). Very few things in life have happened according to my plans, but the constant has been God’s faithfulness in spite of all my fears.
The present state of the world and its effect on business, money, and all the ways our daily lives are used to functioning has had me in a new battle with fear and faith.
In my quiet time this morning I read the Sermon on the Mount. Nothing I had not read a million times before, but how is it that we can read a passage over and over, say we believe and trust our heavenly Father to supply all of our needs…and then panic because we just cannot stand to not have control or at least not have a typed out action plan personally delivered via the Holy Spirit.
In my quiet time this morning I read the Sermon on the Mount. Nothing I had not read a million times before, but how is it that we can read a passage over and over, say we believe and trust our heavenly Father to supply all of our needs…and then panic because we just cannot stand to not have control or at least not have a typed out action plan personally delivered via the Holy Spirit.
It seems our journeys are filled with seasons of starting over and learning and relearning the same lessons. I am grateful today for God’s great patience with me.
I was on my way out of the house this morning when I ran into this scene – Daisy and Thurber. They do not look stressed or worried over the state of the world. There is no doubt in their minds that Charles and I will take care of them tomorrow as certainly as we have taken care of them today.
I was on my way out of the house this morning when I ran into this scene – Daisy and Thurber. They do not look stressed or worried over the state of the world. There is no doubt in their minds that Charles and I will take care of them tomorrow as certainly as we have taken care of them today.
I want to inscribe these words from Matthew 6 on my brain and plant them deeply in my heart:
“Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow; they toil not, neither do they spin: And yet I say unto you, That even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these. 30Wherefore, if God so clothe the grass of the field, which to day is, and to morrow is cast into the oven, shall he not much more clothe you, O ye of little faith? 31Therefore take no thought, saying, What shall we eat? or, What shall we drink? or, Wherewithal shall we be clothed? 32(For after all these things do the Gentiles seek:) for your heavenly Father knoweth that ye have need of all these things. 33But seek ye first the kingdom of God, and his righteousness; and all these things shall be added unto you. 34Take therefore no thought for the morrow: for the morrow shall take thought for the things of itself."
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