Monthly Archives: June 2015

Last night for four hours we moved stuff.  Appliances, clothing, furniture, books, and all things pertaining to a household. 

There was a base crew of eight people.  Thanks to each of them.

When we were done we had Tim Horton’s donuts – a friend had supplied some pop to drink.  Our sugar rush kept us going!

The house now echoes empty!  When you walk, your footsteps follow you.  And you can see the other side of the room without distraction.

This is the completion of one chapter of our lives.  God had carefully and directly indicated to us that we needed to sell our house to our new senior pastor.  With no new house in sight, and no other intention than to provide affordable housing to them.

Our journey to date has been full of God moments.  Trades people who have made themselves available, friends who have spent hours assisting us, and even little times where we both have felt the strength of God in doing the “next thing.”

God is good all the time, and all the time God is good.

A new week of work.

This week looks full.  We are moving our larger pieces of household goods tonight.  Then tomorrow we will take any smaller pieces over to our new house.

In the meantime, we will clean the new house and get things ready for the move in (I guess that will happen today).  Once we are moved in, we will have a few days to live in a friend’s house while we continue renovations on our new house.

By the time the week is done, we will have worked.

And Sunday will come.

I’m beginning to understand anew why a new week begins on Sunday and not Monday. 

Without Sunday, there is no preparation for Monday and the rest of the week.

A day of rest!

Need I say more?

The temptation is always to fill times of rest with times of work.  So, we will see how the day goes – and be intentional in finding rest and refreshment in this day!

All not so familiar names, but with a familiar story.

In the last years of the reign of the Jewish kings in Judah, these were some of the prominent names.  They were subject to the prevailing society around them, while trying to maintain a purity of their of culture and religious background.

The cycle was almost predictable – from father to son – bad, good, bad, good.

I’m still trying to figure out how to live in a society that disregards or ignores their own spiritual plight.  As I read of these kings, I’m reminded that the best leadership does not guarantee a good succession. 

A trend one way may mean a complete reversal in short order.

On the surface, the whole thing leads to despair.

Underneath, I am reminded that God is in control.  Nothing happens without God’s knowledge.  I don’t need to know all the ingredients of life, I’m just called to be faithful to God with the life I live.  And in that life, I am called to call others to God.