I spent my weekend up in the mountains.
The Fall beauty was breath-taking in McCall, Idaho.
It was the "perfectly planned weekend" that was completely perfectly interrupted.
God worked wonders through those interruptions and wove it into His plan for our time.
Some of the thoughts/scriptures that are most resonating through my mind and heart:
Hebrews 12:1-2
We looked at particular "Heroes of the Faith or Cloud of Witnesses" the first night, and Susanna Wesely stood out to me. (Mother of 19, only 10 of whom survived to adulthood) Mother to John Wesely. She was described as "Extraordinary at an ordinary mission." Her race was to raise her children for the Lord, to teach and train and admonish, and she made it into history books for such.
Not knowing the character of God hinders our race
(It produces bitterness, self-centeredness, pride)
What is or has my response been to running MY race in MY lane?
Is God's grace sufficient for me in this loss? Am I offering my losses for his glory?
This was my absolute favorite:
The answer is Christ in me, not me in a new set of circumstances.
Wonderful, challenging, hard, beautiful, memorable weekend.
P.s. I returned to a house full of sick kids and I myself am feeling it too so I'm already being given an opportunity to recognize my race for the day, my specific lane that God has dedicated to me and embrace it, serve in it and leave the rest in His hands.
1 comment:
I'm glad you wrote this; I think I particularly needed it today. It's very tempting to want new circumstances and to think that is the answer. Maybe I'll do a study on Susannah Wesley myself. :)
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