faith

letting go of the future

Yesterday morning, we found out that my husband's company was being bought out. Suddenly our future wasn't quite as sure as we thought it was. Our Master Plan for the next 5 years was suddenly irrelevant.
His department is now redundant.
Would he be laid off?
Would he be transferred?
Where?
Should he look for a new job now?
Should we wait it out?

At lunch, there was a meeting and it sounds like his job is secure for at least another year, so we have some time to explore options. (Sigh of relief.)

I wish I could say that I spent the day in a peaceful state of not worrying, praying and surrendering our future to God, being the very personification of Philippians 4:6-7: "Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus."

There was no peace beyond understanding for me yesterday. Instead, I was worrying over different possibilities, trying to anticipate what would happen and in general getting way ahead of myself and – as a result – I pretty much spent the day biting my nails, unable to concentrate and feeling vaguely sick to my stomach.

I know that our future is in the hands of God alone. Every Master Plan item we put on our family spreadsheet (Yes, we have a Master Plan on a spreadsheet with goals and such. Shut up. ) Despite our Type A-Planner tendencies, we also fully realize that every goal and activity on our Master Plan sheet is totally out of our control. We have no way of knowing what will happen next year, next month or next hour. Are we trusting ourselves for our future? Or God?

This was a huge reminder of that.

I need to give up on my Master Plan and let God work out His.

"Many are the plans in the mind of a man,
   but it is the purpose of the LORD that will stand.."
Proverbs 19:21

 

inspiration – 4.3

You do not delight in sacrifice, or I would bring it;
   you do not take pleasure in burnt offerings.

My sacrifice, O God, is a broken spirit;
   a broken and contrite heart
   you, God, will not despise.

Psalm 51: 16-17

inspiration – 3.27

God grant me the serenity
to accept the things I cannot change;
courage to change the things I can;
and wisdom to know the difference.

Living one day at a time;
Enjoying one moment at a time;
Accepting hardships as the pathway to peace;
Taking, as He did, this sinful world
as it is, not as I would have it;
Trusting that He will make all things right
if I surrender to His Will;
That I may be reasonably happy in this life
and supremely happy with Him
Forever in the next.
Amen.

–Reinhold Niebuhr

how great thou art

Yesterday my husband and the team he went to Haiti with shared in church about their experience there. It was amazing, as you can imagine. They shared a lot about a group of refugees they met, who were from Port au Prince, who had been living on this mountain under a giant, partially destroyed parachute for almost a year. They were out of food. So the men on the trip pooled all of their pocket money and bought them as much rice and beans as they could. When they delivered it, the men on the trip sang a hymn, How Great Thou Art, for the people there. And were moved when the people spontaneously responded with the same hymn in Creole:

Just something for you to mull over this morning.

O Lord my God,
When I in awesome wonder
Consider all
The works Thy Hand hath made,
I see the stars,
I hear the mighty thunder,
Thy pow’r throughout
The universe displayed;

Then sings my soul,
My Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art!
How great Thou art!
Then sings my soul,
My Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art!

When through the woods
And forest glades I wander
I hear the birds
Sing sweetly in the trees;
When I look down
From lofty mountain grandeur
And hear the brook
And feel the gentle breeze;

Then sings my soul,
My Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art!
How great Thou art!
Then sings my soul,
My Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art!
How great Thou art!

When Christ shall come,
With shouts of acclamation,
And take me home,
What joy shall fill my heart!
Then I shall bow
In humble adoration
And there proclaim,
“My God, how great Thou art!”

Then sings my soul,
My Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art!
How great Thou art!
Then sings my soul,
My Saviour God, to Thee,
How great Thou art!

sometimes i’m glad i overhear things….

I heard the sounds – Colin and Gracie were jumping on his bed again.
We’ve been discouraging this practice, seeing as Colin tends to not be able to contain his bounces and ends up hitting walls, other people, the ground, etc.

I walked over to his room to tell them to stop and heard them talking:

Gracie: “Colin, who made you?”
Colin: “GOD!”
Gracie: “What else did God make?”
Colin: “ALL THINGS!”
Gracie: “Why did God make all things?”
Colin: “Because He GOD and make ALL things!”
Gracie: “No, Colin, God made all things for his glory! Can you say that?”
Colin: “For his LORY! YAY!”
Gracie: “Okay. Now how do we glorify God?”

She was teaching him his catecism questions. I just couldn’t interrupt.

Oh, the sweetness.

 

inspiration – 2.27

“My son if you accept my words and store up my commands within you, turning your ear to wisdom and applying your heart to understanding, and if you call out for insight and cry aloud for understanding… Then you will understand what is right and just and fair-  every good path.” 

Proverbs 2: 1-3, 9

processing

My husband made it home safely from Haiti – thank you to everyone who sent thoughts and prayers! He had a wonderful trip and eventually we will sort through the over 2000 pictures and share a few more with you. The kids are beside themselves with excitement that Daddy is home and have barely left his side. Husband is thoroughly enjoying the comforts he missed while in Haiti, like hot showers and food other than rice and beans.

This trip has been a huge challenge for our whole family. The kids were a little shocked by the pictures he took. Seeing children whose parents had died, who have no shoes, torn clothes, and no toys, children who get one meal a day and sleep in a tent on rocky ground, seeing their school (also a tent) and their bathroom (lets not go there) and the general level of poverty has shaken all of us to the core. Its so easy to forget what parts of the world are like… We're praying about how we can help and do more.

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inspiration – 2.13

Well, I found my challenge for the week:

“This may shock you, but I believe the single most significant decision I can make on a day-do-day basis is my choice of attitude. … Attitude…keeps me going or cripples my progress. … When my attitudes are right, there’s no barrier too high, no valley too deep, no dream too extreme, no challenge too great for me.”
-Chuck Swindoll