Confusion

After reading Oswald Chambers on September 12.

     Life can certainly be confusing. 

All the sudden we are surrounded by fog, swimming in murky waters. Which way is up, which way is down? Left or right? Is this the right choice? What if I'm hearing wrong or not hearing at all. Spiritual confusion can leave you gasping for air and drowning.

But then all those years of training, discipline, prayer, abiding in secret and trusting His hope is the anchor He promised, will become our sustenance, the air tank filled with faith, raw faith that can wait and wait until the exhilarating moment when the cloud of dust is finally lifted and -there He is!

Visible, clear like a blue cloudless sky.

How unsearchable and unfathomable are His ways...Rom 11:33

Bubbly

 

 Water, water...

I think of my life as a little bubbling spring always overflowing and overflowing turning into a crystal clear creek joyfully making its way down mountain crevices and running waterfalls, splashing over rock formations, joining other water sources as they continue a journey that will become this majestic river overflowing into the vast sea. A river filled with all the overflowing waters of true believers forever living in infinite ocean of God's grace.

Even though small and hidden, always bursting out cool fresh bubbly water for Christ's kingdom

 "He who believes in Me, as the Scripture said, 'From his innermost being will flow rivers of living water.'"

 

 

Habits

I am so good with planning, schedules, habits…They are so good and predictable and safe and orderly… but, as soon as I figure out a little formula in my relationship with Dad, He changes the numbers, scrambles the order, moves things around, left me to figure out the new equation where He is the only constant.
Funny but not funny as I have spend so much time an effort into a steady structure of communing with God, only to realize that Jesus’s life in me does not flow as in an power generation schedule in a dam, it just flows. His life in me, mine in His abiding -through the day, through the seasons, through the changes, when life is good or turns out gray and sad …the flow never stops. 
Life is hectict at home lately. Whatever habits and set times formed are gone so today I venture to find Him in the unpredictable and yes -I will find the constant again!