Ah, but the change I’m pondering today doesn’t really have anything to do with obese wool-laden livestock that occasionally bite. Nor am I referring to the change, but if I tried hard enough, I could come up with a boatload of pastor pasture life or hot-bloggy-flash material. Perhaps another time.
The change I’m talking about involves a change of address…again. For someone who grew up in the same house until I married at 18, I don’t even want to count how many times I’ve moved in the *cough* 30 yrs since then. I long for stability in my life. The thought of caring for a yard and house with my own personal touches and calling it home grabs at the core of me. But God has other plans.
I’ve thought a lot about Abraham and Sarah lately. Especially how God asked Abraham to leave Ur of The Chaldees and chose to not clue him in on where exactly He would lead them. That’s how I feel sometimes.
Recently, we evaluated our financial situation and made a decision to prepare to live in our bus/rv for 4-6 months. Deep down I feared it would be longer. Through a dream God gave me I saw my fear and knew I needed to release it, be submissive, and trust God.
Not two days after I prayerfully confessed my fear to God, a unique and very affordable living situation was presented to us. Not only had we not knocked on this door, we weren’t even looking for it. After all, we had a plan and we were moving forward with it.
I’m reminded of the verse Psalm 37:3 & 4:
“Trust in the Lord and do good; dwell in the land and enjoy safe pasture. Delight yourself in the Lord and he will give you the desires of your heart.”
Many of you know that I have a thing for butterflies. They represent so much to me spiritually. Today it dawned on me…
If nothing ever changed, there’d be no butterflies.