Okay, there’s no connection between the phrases on either side of the conjunction in my post title. But, I don’t have the mental energy left tonight to come up with a creative title. Things are not looking too hopeful today for us to be able to purchase the home I’m currently living in. The whole process of trusting no matter what is exhausting to me.
Although exhausted, I’m so thankful for the peace God has given me as I’ve continued to struggle through understanding prayer. What I know is it is good to talk to Him. I know He hears my heart. I know He is in control. I know He can act. And I know that even if He does not provide in the way I deeply hope, I can rest in the same choice as Habakkuk, “Yet will I trust Him.”
The thing about my experience of God’s peace is this–it doesn’t take away the sadness or heaviness. It’s just that as I keep coming back to a place of waiting on God, I can feel the weight of the situation without the desperation. I know that I can trust Him. Even if every part of me shudders and dreads the upheaval of another move.
Thanks to all of you who are praying and those of you who have encouraged me by your words. It made a difference to put the struggle in words and hear from you the ways you understand and pray.
Back to the items of miscellany in my post title. One of the things I like about living in a temperate state is having many elderly people around. Older people live life and interact in ways that encourage me, make me laugh and take myself less seriously.
Three of my children and I went to the local Senior Center this evening to try out line dancing. To quote my six year old, “That was complicated!” We had fun, though. I’ve decided that if I’m going to master it by the time I’m a senior citizen, then it’s good I’m starting now! We only did the beginner session. Every half hour or hour, they up the difficulty level a notch.
We started out in the back row, but since everybody else knew what they were doing, the leader recommended that we get in the middle, so that whichever way we turned, we would have somebody in front of us to watch and follow. What it really meant was that everywhere I turned, I could see several people more than twice my age putting me to shame with their agility and coordination!
In any case, with the help of the dance music, I finally got the song out of my head that Lingamish helped me get stuck in my head first thing this morning. “Let God Arise and His Enemies Be Scattered” just can’t compete with the “Electric Slide” and “New York, New York”!
Lingamish and several others are doing a collaborative series on Psalm 68. I enjoy the parts of it I can understand. He wonders if we should be singing the yucky parts of the Psalms or just the praise and worship verses. Bob MacDonald’s response resonated with me:
definitely sing, meditate, pray the yucky parts – but leave the resolution to the one who loves you and knows how to deal with enemies
What do you think?