"All praise to God, the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, who has blessed us with every spiritual blessing in the heavenly realms because we are united with Christ. Even before he made the world, God loved us and chose us in Christ to be holy and without fault in his eyes. God decided in advance to adopt us into his own family by bringing us to himself through Jesus Christ. This is what he wanted to do, and it gave him great pleasure." - Ephesians 1:3-5
Left to my thoughts the other morning, I recalled a time my
husband attended an Illini football game in Champaign with his dad. It was a
memory about the time my father-in-law was smacked in the face with a sign….
literally. To save money, they parked in one of the empty-field-turned parking-lots off
campus. After the game one night, they were walking in darkness back to the car.
Before my husband could get the words out to warn his dad… face plant right
into a street sign. Ouch! (Is it rude to say he resembled a raccoon for quite
I feel a bit like my father-in-law with signs God has smacked me
over the head with lately. No, I didn’t walk into a street sign and I’m not
referring to signs that reaffirm my choices. I’m talking about the ones that give directions
like we come across on the roads every day. These sings are pointing me toward life-change. There are WARNING signs that I must change my current thought patterns to avoid negatively impacting my girls’ futures. DETOUR
signs have appeared all over my path changing the direction of my course. Just
when I think I am picking up the pace toward the finish line, another DETOUR. I
am told to YIELD and STOP more than ever before.
This is where I have been at in my life for some time now.
On the first day of summer vacation, my husband took the day
off and we set off to the cheap movie theater for some family time. We ordered
a large buttery popcorn to make the experience complete. Have you ever watched
those machines make the tasty treat? Kernels pop all over the machine in every
which way to perfect the idealistic movie snack. My mind has resembled the
popcorn machine lately with my thoughts going every direction in order to line
them up with God’s.
I realize my thoughts are not God’s thoughts. His ways are
higher than my ways. Unfortunately, I don’t know that I’ve ever really believed
it until now. And I’m still a work in progress. I’m seeing that I do put Him in
a box too often. While I continue to apply for the job of the Holy Spirit, the
position is already filled and God just wants me to live with purpose where He
has called me. I’m in a season where God is opening my eyes and my heart. It’s
a bit different for what I’ve always thought was right and true. That’s the
problem. I’ve relied on my own thoughts for too long.
If I’m not blogging much these days, it is because the
current sign in my life is UNDER CONSTRUCTION I’m attempting to watch, listen
and respond to God. In this, is a struggle of breaking away from my selfishness
and embracing humility. This is a difficult season for me but I’m going to
remember the satisfying taste of luscious popcorn on my tongue and know God’s
work will be so much more rewarding.