Weaning My Soul—November 12, 2012

                As I sat wrapped in a soft blanket, sitting in Jackson sunshine, I opened my Bible and reflected. I had a blessed full week with family—dinners filled with laughter, a buzzing kitchen, and joy. Exemplified by my grandpa’s heart-felt prayer that moved everyone so much we skipped the last song of the ceremony and went right to the reception. At times it felt bittersweet—knowing these days pass all too, especially in light of the last few months. But as I sat here today, soaking up the last few hours with my close friend and cousin, I opened to Psalm 131:2—“But I have calmed and quieted my soul, like a weaned child with its mother; like a weaned child is my soul within me”, and was encouraged.

                I realized that these difficult few months have been a weaning process. God has fulfilled his plans and promises. He led me to Kenya and has led my time at home. I can trust His word. Even though this is a rough season, I am walking by faith and not frantically searching the scriptures for encouragement that “has to be there”—I know it is there. Like a weaned child I have trust in my constant Christ in the midst of changing and challenging situations. He is good. He is faithful.

                So as I prepare to fly home, it is with a heavy and hopeful heart. I know each day and season is a gracious gift from a good Father. My soul is quieted by his love and faithfulness.