It's an adventure--uncharted territory--a quest into the unknown.
For me, change and transition usually mean emptying more than my fare share of Tums bottles and begging God for a preview of the next few months.
Christmas is one of my absolute favorite parts of the year...I love my family, I love the fact that my tree stands in exactly the same spot every year (with ornaments that can basically tell the story of my life), I love the fact that we fondue little tiny pieces of steak one by one every single Christmas Eve--this is something that I live for...
But this year begs the question of where will I be next year... or the year after that, or that...
This is absolutely a transition year for me, and I am not sure that I like that at all.
I don't know where I will be living next year, I don't know if I will be able to use the pots and pans that I am sure that I am getting from my mom tomorrow...I don't know if I will be able to afford to buy Christmas gifts next year...Honestly, I don't know much.
But this I am reminded of...
God fights for me (Joshua 23:10). He is on my side, and he is capable of doing anything that he wants to...and that is comforting.
This also, I am reminded of...God already promised that he would take care of me, as long as I follow his commands and Hold Fast to him (Joshua 23).
This is the biggest point that Joshua wants the Israelites to take hold of before his death--the Idea that God will uphold his end of the bargin (to take care of the Israelites) as long as they are willing to he his.
God never gives us a clear picture of the future...but he does promise to be there for us, as long as we hold fast to him.
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