Similarly, as I
finish this post an evening later, I have been reminded to slow down. To take
time to be poured into so I can be poured out. I have the tendency to give
until I cannot give anymore…and to work until rest becomes work… I have to
remember that THIS moment matters, Jesus had a balance of rest and work,
solitude and fellowship, and fasting and feasting—I am not the exception to
that… I am to mirror it. I will be taking tomorrow off from VBS to rest. To be
refreshed by the one who restores my soul, quiets me with his love, and directs
my steps. Just as much as he directs my time here—I know I can trust him to
direct my transition home and the path I am to follow there. He is faithful to
keep his promises and bring them to fulfillment. My task is to walk daily in
his love, faithfulness, and grace because the truth is that the radical life of
obedience still comes one day at a time.
Fill your paper with the breathings of your heart. ~William Wordsworth
Friday, August 31, 2012
Living Radically Requires Rest August 28, 2012
As I’ve
talked about before, I’ve recently read “Radical” by David Platt about stepping
out in faith and living in light of the Holy Spirit’s provision, not our own
plans, money, and sense of security. I’ve reached a different stage in my time
in Kenya…I am definitely “doing life” here and it doesn’t feel like a trip
anymore. There is a routine and rhythm of the weeks and a familiarity of
walking around our part of Nairobi as well as in the daily walk to the
school. But where does that leave me? I have
to pinch myself to remember that due to Jesus’ faithfulness I’m living out the
dream that has shaped the majority of my life. How can that be mundane and
monotonous? Over this last week, in the midst of a wonderful weekend of
birthday celebrations, badminton games, and plenty helpings of dairy-free
desserts, I realized that even in the midst of the time here that is clearly
governed and directed by His hands—I had started to get complacent and find
security in the predictable. As I read
by the window overlooking a small garden, I was reminded that each day and
moment is given by His grace and is only lived fully when I focus on Him. I had
to realize that even in the midst of living out a God-given dream, my sinful
nature still pulls toward self-reliance.
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ReplyDeleteSo well said, Elise. I keep learning this over and over - so thankful for His grace and patience. Love, Terry
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