Friday, March 03, 2006

Friday Morning

Jamie and Stephen left this morning as usual at 7:40, headed to Potsdam State for their schedule of classes, books (actually I'm sure it's mostly computers), libraries, and whatever else they do all day long.

Louissa and the rest of the crew scooted out the door as usual, headed to CFA Friday School (scooting because it is always done with a bit of a flourish and frenzy.) They will sing, run, paint, giggle, and do whatever else they do all day long.

Carina will make her departure soon, heading to CFA and choir teaching, then on to Shapes and Colors Salon where she will cut, color, blow dry, curl, and do whatever else she does all day long.

Hubby (sorry L - I know you hate that, but that is what I fondly refer to him as!) is out the door as well, to teach class, lead a band, meet with people, pray for more, and do whatever else he does all day long.

I am sitting on my couch with my books, computer, notecards, calendar, and such preparing to do what I do all day long - sit or lay on my couch, leg up and bent, coddling my injury. Two more weeks like this and then the doctor will let me know if it has improved enough for me to be out and about a bit, and to sit in my recliner where I can get more work done. But for now, this is what I do all day long.

Exciting, eh?

Finding God in the midst of every circumstance is vital to peace and joy and righteous living. So soon I will open the precious book - sustenance once again. Where would we be without those life-giving words? I know I would be in a whirl of emotion, confused thought, and tangled course. But the word lends light to the path. The word renews the mind. And the word is an anchor for my soul. I will not drift away or be tossed about by the waves.

Life at times is very naturally ordered. We learn, work, marry, give birth, release. But there are seasons of ebb and flow within our ordered worlds. And there are times when order is turned completely upside down. I've been reading The Grapes of Wrath. Homes were lost, abject poverty was thrust upon them, and they were migrating across an unknown region to reach a place of empty promise.

"Got ta make us up a little stew," said ma. "We ain't et nothin' cooked right sence we come from home. Pa, you go up to the store there an' get some neck meat. Make a nice stew here."

Sometimes those seasons are longer than we imagine. In the midst of it we struggle to make order whenever and wherever possible - it's human nature. Home, settledness - it represents security - it's programmed into us. Our creator is orderly and we were made like Him.

But when our world is upside down, no matter what the cause, sometimes order is elusive. It is not to be found.

We have a choice: we can panic and drown in the sea of despair or we can set our gaze upon the hills, from whence comes our help. Our God remains the same, yesterday, today, and forever. Hearth and home may not endure, simple routine may vanish, "the way it's always been" will not remain forever. But He will. His word will endure. Forever and always I can depend on His word.

"The grass withers, the flowers fade, but the word of our God stands forever." Isaiah 40.8


Blogger sam said...

Amen! Any news on that question I asked last week? We may have a few changes here...

9:44 AM  

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