Adam & I seem to find ourselves in a season of expectation and the unknown.
Have you ever had one of these?
It's the excitement of what's on the horizon but the anxiety and fear of the unknown of it.
It's a season where all I, or all we, know to do is to pray.
To trust that He knows all.
To trust that He is faithful.
To trust that He is good.
To trust that He is for us and for His glory.
A friend reminded me today that it's in seasons like these when it's best to think back on the times when God has been faithful before. Israel used to pile up rocks at landmarks for monumental moments in their faith journey when they knew they wanted to remember this season as a season where God was faithful. Because there always will be a season when you doubt it. Because there will always be a season when God asks you trust in Him and the season He's bringing you into despite your fear of it. Because sometimes He'll ask you to trust in Him and not in the known future.
And, all you're left with is the knowledge that you can trust is in His faithfulness once again.
So. Today, and this week, I'll be praying that He shows me my pile of rocks.
Our pile or rocks.
Won't you pray with us...and for us.
Honeymoon in Maui.
We dreamed together BIG here.
God.
Help us to trust in where you are leading us & who you are leading us to be.
I know what you mean... I became Orthodox a few years ago... it's basically a very traditional church, arguably older than the Catholics (but that's another story). Anyway, there are a lot of beautiful traditions that are held onto, such as candlelight services every single evening at the beginning of Lent (which started this week). I didn't manage to get to the first couple services, but I went last night, and I found my mind completely racing... I am just starting to work again after having my son, and he is going to be in daycare 3 days a week which is a very good thing and also breaks my heart. I have so much to do, and so many worries about the future whirring about in my head, and as I stood there in church last night while so many beautiful psalms were being read out loud, I realized that while my body was present, my mind was completely elsewhere.. completely stressed out, completely caught up in the superfluous details of every day life. I don't know if this is exactly related to what your post is about, but I really believe that it is soo easy to get lost in worry, to forget God's faithfulness... I have a million worries about the future, and I let them envelope me.. and when I do this, I forget who I am, and who Christ is, and suddenly I find myself in this beautiful church service whose purpose is precisely to be still and give everything to God, and I realize how much I have to learn, how far I am, and how easy it is to forget God's abundant faithfulness, and the fact that my life really isn't about ME at all. So I'll be right with you in prayer, and be comforted knowing that an even an ocean away, there are other Christians fighting along beside you, and with you in prayer. "Be still and know that I am God"... such a simple concept, yet so difficult to apply... but life is completely empty if we don't.
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