I have so been loving the extra quiet time with my Jesus lately and as a cherry on top the chance to get to my blog and share. This morning allowed me to listen to another elevation church sermon. I started a new series about waiting.
I have to say it is one of my weakest areas. I don't like to wait. In fact I loath waiting. Until this morning I thought it was just because I was impatient. I am sure that is part of it, but something was exposed in me this morning that I think is really going to help me out.
Complaining...yep, I do it more than I even want to admit to. And you know what it makes me miserable. It keeps my eyes focused on my problem and not on my Jesus. Then I get stuck in the rut of wait, complain, miserable, wait, complain, miserable.
Do you know the Israelite journey to the promised land was only supposed to be two weeks long and their grumbling and complaining against God landed them forty years instead. Thats a sobering thought isn't it?
My biggest battles with complaining recently have been with our housing situation and certain relationships. We have been trying to sell our house for years now. It has been on and off the market for quite some time. The main reason is that getting our boys to school takes literally hours of my day. And the girls, well let's just say... not the best car company. Sometimes the thoughts of making our life easier and escaping the problem of no support consume me.
Some of the points I needed to hear today were:
Make the waiting room a workroom ~ Preoccupy yourself with fulfilling God's purpose instead of escape ~ Our detours are often God's destinations
The best way not to complain is to do just the opposite, to praise. I think I am really going to have to resist the urge to complain but I took this note, that I think will help me do just that:
"Let your pain trigger a praise." I thought about the relationships that have hurt me. Why do I want to focus on one who doesn't celebrate with me when so many others do? As the sting of being ignored burned me this morning I thought my praise could be the text I got from my best friend this morning expressing her joy and celebration. I am so thankful for that. I praise God for that.
Im sick of misery and waiting going hand in hand. The journey should be enjoyed. There is work to be done. There is purpose. If God has us still here, no matter how badly I want to move, he has purpose, even if it is just protection, which brings me to detours and destinations. Sometimes waiting just re- routes you.
This had me thinking, you know we started our adoption journey in Guatemala. That was our destination and boy did we get a detour. Now as we are coming to finalizing Jubilees adoption I can see so clearly that we had the wrong destination in mind. I praise God for re-routing us. My destinations anyhow are always moving targets. I get there and then there is something else to wait for.
So I am declaring war. Seriously. I will let my pain trigger praise. I will find purpose instead of seeking escape. I will fix my eyes on Jesus, he alone knows just when and where to take me on this journey. Even in correction I feel His enormous love for me. Praise Him!!!