Carried by My Father

Yesterday morning in my Quiet Time I read Deuteronomy 1-3 in our chronological reading. Verse 1:3 says that it is the the first day of the eleventh month of the fortieth year. That means, two more months to go and their forty years of wanderings will be over. One verse sticks out to me as a summary of their wanderings: 1:30-31 The Lord is the One who went before them and fought for them just as He did in Egypt. Before their very eyes. In Egypt. In the desert. But they sometimes didn't want any part of the plan God had for them. But He carried them through the desert as a father carries his son, all the way. And that so speaks to me. May God carry us all in our wanderings. There have been things in my life I have not wanted to be a part of just like the Israelites---like growing up in a dysfunctional family. I just wanted things to be normal. What's normal today? But, all I can do is cry for the mercy of my God and repent and my God has carried me all the way to this very day. And He carries you today in your Egypt, your desert.
Sometimes the Israelites didn't want what they were given---manna---but they did not lack anything. Deut 2:7. You know, this is God's story. It's about my story being lifted into that higher story. It's not about me. That so speaks to me where I am today.

I was promised an opportunity for a full-time teaching job with benefits starting today and have been waiting for it to start since Christmas. It fell through yesterday. But, I am going in today anyway to be trained to teach next fall in the public school system. It's just---I need a job today. All of their positions have been filled and I was given wrong information. So, I'm back to square one with no job. Also, my husband is out of full-time work right now as he finished building a Christian school in Dallas and his construction company is waiting on another contract to firm up. It could take a few weeks or months. Pray that it is soon and also that we hear the direction God is leading us in. Bob is picking up individual small jobs doing painting. He's a faithful guy who is never idle but always busy in providing for his family. Meanwhile, life moves forward and responsibilities loom large.

We are waiting on our God to go back into the ministry, the Lord willing. We are in the very beginning stages of talking to a couple of churches. Trusting through life with you that we won't lack anything. And that I will let my God carry me. I so want that!

I am writing this post quickly as I walk out the door to ask you to pray for peace in our hearts in what our faithful and beautiful God is working in our lives, and that my husband and I both find full-time work real soon. Deeply appreciate your walking with us on this incredible journey of walking with a God who is real and present and powerful. Wonder what our beautiful God is up to? What I long for is not something bigger, but a better place in my heart with HIM.