We are between houses, cars and ministries, staying with our very gracious daughter and son-in-law. Our car is still in the shop (see major blow-out photos on Facebook) and will not be ready in time for our move, so we have a rental car, but may borrow another larger one. And, of course, we will not be fully engaged in ministry until we arrive in Bishop at the end of this week.
John wants to pack two guitars, and a drum, but it’ll be a while before he plays either, as he smashed his finger so hard yesterday, he split it to the bone with a hammer (he’s at the doctor’s while I type). I am bargaining to pack my sewing machine and Kitchen-Aid. I’m not sure I’ll use either one, but they represent home and usefulness, so in they go. We’ll sing, sew and bake cupcakes, so maybe no one will notice we didn’t have room to pack clothes.
All this to say, We’re neither here nor there. Which makes me feel anxious. Also known as edgy. Okay, grumpy. I got up this morning saying, “Lord, pick up, pick up…I need to hear from you today…” and as I read today’s Bible reading- well, actually, it wasn’t today’s, it was next month’s, but I accidentally read the wrong one which turned out to be the right one for me:
“Lord, through all the generations You have been our home. Before the mountains were born, before you gave birth to the earth and the world, from beginning to end, You are God.”
This was written of the wanderings of the Children of Israel in the desert. If anyone experienced the changeableness of life, it was these guys. If the cloud moved, they moved, if the cloud stayed, they unpacked and brought out the Monopoly game until the next day, or two, or six, until the fire or cloud moved. A forty year-long game of Red Light-Green Light.
Lord, You are my home. Kitchen Aid or no Kitchen Aid; my home, my usefulness, my ministry is found in Christ. The Israelites and so many others have gone before me in this, and Christ goes before us all.
“But even after all He did, you refused to trust the LORD your God, who goes before you looking for the best places to camp, guiding you with a pillar of fire by night and a pillar of cloud by day.”
Duet. 1: 32, 33
Give us this day the guts to trust.