Surrender
This last week has shown me so much. Not only have I had a blast but I’ve learned a lot about life, about people, about my friends, and about myself. We are all in this state of limbo defined by it’s containment of all things forgotten. We’ve forgotten our dreams, our goals, and I would even go so far as to say that we’ve forgotten who we are. But we are not stuck here. With feet dragging we are pulling ourselves from this state of oblivion into a state of renewed purpose. This transition into a new season, a new chapter, of our lives is trying. I have found myself physically sick everyday for the last seven days over this progression but I remain hopeful by finding my strength in the fact that although I don’t know what’s going on, God does. He holds all of us in His hands and it’s in the willing surrender of our lives that we find true, lasting peace.
I want to leave this place. But He has called me to stay where I am. He has called someone else to become more responsible and committed to his employment. Hope is as contagious as fire and one of us is being called to set Brazil ablaze for two years. One of us is being called to prepare for a physical move away from what’s comfortable to continue living life with the person he loves. Regardless of the specifics we are all being called to do something. In His Divine plan we find fulfillment and my hope for all my boys is that they surrender to it and bask in the contentment found in obedience to Him. And as much as I love and worry for my best friends, I know without a doubt that God is calling me to let go and let God work. That’s always difficult to me because I would willingly give everything I have to see them follow their heart: Omahr to own his own business, buy his “five house,” and have enough money to support missionaries; Devin to spread hope to the hopeless in Brazil, write songs that change the world, and grow in all the areas of his life that he longs to grow in; Blake move to San Fransisco, go back to school, marry Grace, and move to Africa to teach English to the people there.
I am so excited for their futures. They are the most amazing people I’ve ever known and I find myself blessed, honored, and privilege to being able to witness, first hand, what amazing things will play out over the course of their lives.
Hmmm, dearest Rachel, with every hand stroke He does continue to paint beautiful pictures of our lives. Thank God He holds and knows tomorrow.
Isaiah 55
[12] “For you shall go out with joy,
And be led out with peace;
The mountains and the hills
Shall break forth into singing before you,
And all the trees of the field shall clap their hands.
[13] Instead of the thorn shall come up the cypress tree,
And instead of the brier shall come up the myrtle tree;
And it shall be to the LORD for a name,
For an everlasting sign that shall not be cut off.”