Planning, prepping, list-making, errand-running seemed to
characterize our month before setting off for Malawi. Do we have enough snacks? Is there room for more shoes?! (NO, not a spare inch!) These seemingly important details easily
become the focus--shifting my eyes and heart away from living in the presence
of God and joining Him in the work He is doing. Because of where I’m looking, I
buy into the idea that as long as we have the right activity books for the
kids, the trip will surely be a success.
Fretting over schedules, wanting my time to “count” and not
just be spent entertaining kids, worrying I’ll not be able to carry out the
work God has laid on my heart seems to characterize the focus of my thoughts
during my first few days in Malawi. Will
the timing of the high schoolers’ final exams conflict with the Bible study
sessions I want to do with them? How
will they receive the teaching I have to share?
Will anything I do have eternal, kingdom impact? And yet again, my eyes are set on the
temporal, and I believe the lie that if I can manage and be in charge of
everything that it will be a success. As
if I, in my own strength, have any control over God carrying out his plans and
purposes. In reading “The Practice of
the Presence of God,” I happened upon these words yesterday:
Because of this same trust in God’s
care, when Brother Lawrence had some outside business to attend to, he never
worried about it beforehand. Rather, he
found God would give him a picture as clear as a mirror image of exactly what
to do at precisely the right moment. He
has acted in this way for quite some time, without being concerned about
something ahead of time. Before he had
experienced God’s swift help in affairs, he had attempted to plan every detail,
doing the job in his own strength. Now,
though, acting with child-like simplicity in God’s sight, he did everything for
the love of God, thanking him for his guidance.
Everything he did passed calmly, in a way that held him close to the
loving presence of God. When any outside
business unnecessarily diverted him from his communication with God, a little
reminder came from the Lord that took possession of his soul, flooding it with
the image of God.
Those words caused me
to pause and evaluate the state of my heart and attitude. “Planning every detail, doing the job in his
own strength.” That description often
fits me to a T. By operating in this
way, I rob myself of the joy and peace that comes from allowing God to pave the
way for what is HIS work to begin with! My
only aim should be that of living and breathing in communication with God. No amount of planning, scheduling, or stressing
will matter when I walk in my own strength.
If I show up to what God has called me to without Him at the
forefront, it’s like I’m completely bankrupt, empty-handed. And, I’ll
be working on living out this same truth tomorrow, and the next day, and the
day after that…slowly chipping away at my natural bent toward grasping for
control.
“I am the vine; you are the branches. Whoever abides in me and I in him, he it is
that bears much fruit, for apart from me you can do nothing.”
“Many are the plans in the mind of a man, but it is the Lord’s purpose that prevails.”
What a great reminder as I am prepping for our trip in a few weeks. Thanks for sharing. Your words ring true in multiple ways for me.
ReplyDeleteI've been looking forward to your first post. It did not disappoint. Miss you and look forward to reading more!
ReplyDeleteSuch great and timeless thoughts. You will be a blessing in the most unplanned ways in the coming days and weeks.
ReplyDeleteRich wisdom here sister, I've been chewing on similar thoughts in regards to school, perhaps thinking that I over-plan and need more margin or perhaps in the bigger picture, need to spend more time asking "what is the Lord's purpose that he would have prevail?" instead of the plans that seem good to me.
ReplyDeleteSo glad you could post this - look forward to more!
We think of you kids everyday and our prayers are with you. Looking forward to your next post. Grandma & Grandpa J.
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