Temporary
We are now living in yet another temporary home. Setting my undergarments in another drawer
that doesn’t belong to me has taught me a lot about God.
When we crossed the ocean the first time – to come “home” –
for what we thought was just a 6 months stay – we walked into a temporary place
we had not yet seen. It was
cozy. It was spacious. It had all we needed to live. It had a gorgeous backyard that soon became
my private “sanctuary”. I’d sit for
hours on a metal chair and rested my journal and Bible on a metal table that
transformed itself into a holy place – my place where I met God.
Now, we've said yes to another temporary place that we had not seen
before. It is cozy. It is spacious. It has all we need to live. It doesn’t have a backyard … it has 10 acres
of land complete with 2 horses, stray bunnies, a mother bird and new
fledglings, a pond, a 4 wheeler, a “souped” up golf cart, a host family that is
too generous for words and shares their pool and pool house with us.
If you don’t know, this author has a HIGH NEED for the
outdoors. Touching soil, smelling trees,
being able to sit on grass and gaze on endless sky gives life to my soul. I just don’t “like” it … I NEED it.
My Father knows this about me. He gave me what I needed in the first
temporary place. He gave me an over
abundance in this place.
I didn't think to ask for 10 acres. I just asked for a place to stay. However, as I'm coming into my "No More Crumbs" mentality, I asked knowing that whatever He provided would be just what I needed. As I unpacked my undergarments, I was struck with a need to utter praises to my Father for being so unmistakably gracious. That's His nature. I'm His and He desires to bless me ... abundantly!
Lesson: no more crumbs.
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