Thursday, October 29, 2015

welcoming the wilderness

Dreaming is one of my favorite past times. Life ten years from now. Five years from now. Life in our first home. Life with three kids.

I spend a lot of time in the future, so much so I miss the present. I live dreaming instead of awake. The life I have escapes me and the life I can have isn't within reach.

Anyone else in the same boat?

Since having kids, I feel as though I've been wandering the wilderness, passing by the same dusty rock time and time again. Just recently, I rushed past that dusty rock like I normally do, when it hit me.

What I was doing here, in the wilderness. How long I would stay here, in the wilderness. What I could learn here, in the wilderness. The purpose for this--the wilderness.

It was both heart-throbbing and heart-wrenching.

"The whole commandment that I command you today you shall be careful to do," Moses wrote in Deuteronomy 8:1, "that you might live and multiply, and go in and posses the land that the Lord swore to give to your fathers."

I've been on my own wilderness journey, but I haven't been paying attention to the signs guiding me through it. Instead I've been caught up with how thirsty I am, how hot it is, how tired my feet are . . .

My eyes are on my circumstances, not the Map. Consequently, if you can believe it, I haven't made very much progress.

Friends, life is an existence of messiness and beauty and productivity all rolled into one. Life is the wilderness and the wilderness is refinement through fire. I promise that good things await us if we press on.

"Awake, o sleeper, and arise from the dead, and Christ will shine on you" (Eph. 5:14 ESV).

hand-in-hand, face-to-face, heart-to-heart,