Well the time has come. I must walk a little farther and turn the corner. Corners are both exciting and dangerous. Afterall you can't see what awaits there. It could be exhilerating leading you further down the path but it could also be a dead end. But both of these possibilities could be just fine. You see it is not about a wrong turn it is about the turn. Either way it must be made and it will require some courage to make it. Some would say that there is the option of just stopping where you are and not worrying about facing the experiences that lay in waiting around the corner but in my life that is not an option.
Since I have received the diagnosis of cancer God has caused my life to explode in a multitude of possibilities. I have met with a man that is a personal acquaintance of at least 10 presidential leaders in the continent of Africa and has asked me to work with him there; I talked with our state's governor's husband and we will meet again; Sharon and I are dreaming of a ministry- business that could help many lives. With all that is happening why would I not run to make the next turn? I must do it. Why is there concern?
Tomorrow I find out if the cancer is still there.
God has sent some amazing people into my life that I have endured so much more than me. They have successfully fought cancer for many years. They have struggled through multiple surgeries. They never let the illness overwhelm or cancel out their dreams. I will join their ranks! I am not scared because the presence of God has been all the more manifested before me and in me. I think He has always been revealing Himself to me but now I have eyes to see Him. It took cancer and these witnesses of God to remove my blindness.
So with my eyes wide open I move forward without tentativeness completely trusting my Lord. I don't know what the turn tomorrow will bring, but I don't need to know. My God knows.
Wanna race?
See you around the corner.
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
Monday, September 8, 2008
The Waiting
Well I am back on the path again. The healing is not going as well as I had hoped but I have not really been patient to allow for it either. It is not easy for me to simply rest and see all that I could be doing going undone. So I wait. Those who love me and care for me continue to admonish me and encourage me to give myself time but I have never been good about waiting. I know God said that if we would wait we would mount up with wings like eagles but apparently I have not taken that to heart yet. I know the problem is pride.
There is the other waiting too. The waiting on finding out what the prognosis is. My mind travels there on a daily basis as well as playing out the scenarios of potential outcomes. I am learning that living boldly is not without its moments of waiting. I struggle with the fact that sometimes my faith is so cerebrel. I know God's timing is perfect but what's wrong with mine? I know waiting may (and usually is) for the better but why can't it happen now? I know... but... I am more than able to acknowledge God's greater wisdom, power, and timing from my belief in Him, but now I must move to have my heart believe Him.
So I am working to make the most of the respite time. I am going deeper into God's word and really getting to know this wonderful God I have worshipped for so long. I am preaching through the Sermon on the Mount and am finding that it is some of, if not the most powerful words Jesus ever spoke. As one of His children I am drawn to an ever deepening relationship with Him. I am praying the Beatitudes into my life each day as well as reading them. God is all the more present, yes within my heart, but also before my eyes. I see His manifest presence in so many ways and He assures me that I do not wait alone. I pray that you will know His presence this way as well. Mark Batterson writes that we sometimes get so busy doing the Lord's work that we destroy the work of the Lord in us. It's OK. Pull off to the side of the path and breath God in. It will do you some good. See you at the next stop.
There is the other waiting too. The waiting on finding out what the prognosis is. My mind travels there on a daily basis as well as playing out the scenarios of potential outcomes. I am learning that living boldly is not without its moments of waiting. I struggle with the fact that sometimes my faith is so cerebrel. I know God's timing is perfect but what's wrong with mine? I know waiting may (and usually is) for the better but why can't it happen now? I know... but... I am more than able to acknowledge God's greater wisdom, power, and timing from my belief in Him, but now I must move to have my heart believe Him.
So I am working to make the most of the respite time. I am going deeper into God's word and really getting to know this wonderful God I have worshipped for so long. I am preaching through the Sermon on the Mount and am finding that it is some of, if not the most powerful words Jesus ever spoke. As one of His children I am drawn to an ever deepening relationship with Him. I am praying the Beatitudes into my life each day as well as reading them. God is all the more present, yes within my heart, but also before my eyes. I see His manifest presence in so many ways and He assures me that I do not wait alone. I pray that you will know His presence this way as well. Mark Batterson writes that we sometimes get so busy doing the Lord's work that we destroy the work of the Lord in us. It's OK. Pull off to the side of the path and breath God in. It will do you some good. See you at the next stop.
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