"In the process, in the waiting.. You're making melodies over me"
This morning, I put my little one in his jogger stroller and set out for an early run, before the afternoon sun had its chance to overheat the reflective asphalt of the suburban neighborhood we have lived in for the past 2.5 years.
the for sale sign in our front yard, the impending move we are about to make, and my current (lack of) employment status have all been taking up residence in my mind and heart over the past few weeks.
But this morning on my run, as I sweat, pushing a heavy stroller up and down Richmond hills, God decided that I'd let those worries consume enough of me.
In a moment of complete euphoria stricken by worship music, sunshine, endorphins, and motherly hormones,
God's voice whispered its comforts over my soul.
He said to rest in His sovereignty
And to consider these days a blessing.
I currently don't have an official job, but that also means I have this time in which I get to be with my child full time. I might not clock in and clock out at an office, store, or school, but that means I get to clock more hours in at my own desk toward my passions and personal goals. I get to write, to paint, to read, to learn and grow. I don't currently have a morning commute, but that means my mornings are free for domestic pursuits.
God reminded me to be thankful in this moment, in the waiting. We go through seasons of waiting, and sometimes they are hard. We like to know how things are going to work out. We wait and we wonder why "it" hasn't happened for us yet. Today, thought, I felt God wrap His peace around me and encourage me to treat this time as a blessing, rather than to burn it away with worry.
He has provided what I need for today,
For this week,
Even for this month.
He always does.
I need not be anxious about the future because He always goes before me. He designs my paths according to His wisdom and glory. His sovereignty.
He is my deliverer from the chains the enemy tries to use to bound me, chains that tell me I need to worry, things won't work out, and that I need to be in control.
The Lord is my provider.
He is my peace.
He is a God of miracles.
His promises captivate and consume me.
I am thankful for His presence
and the whispers of His Spirit that wash over me.
I am thankful for the joy that he has bestowed upon me. I am thankful for the freedom He unleashes within me.
If you're in a season of waiting, lost in transition, stuck in a standstill.. Ask God to show you the purpose, the reason, the blessing. Find the good and cling to it, for He is a good good father and you are a child of God.
“To everything there is a season, A time for every purpose under heaven: A time to be born, And a time to die; A time to plant, And a time to pluck what is planted; A time to kill, And a time to heal; A time to break down, And a time to build up; A time to weep, And a time to laugh; A time to mourn, And a time to dance; A time to cast away stones, And a time to gather stones; A time to embrace, And a time to refrain from embracing; A time to gain, And a time to lose; A time to keep, And a time to throw away; A time to tear, And a time to sew; A time to keep silence, And a time to speak; A time to love, And a time to hate; A time of war, And a time of peace.”
Ecclesiastes 3:1-8 NKJV