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I was right in the middle of my routine run, clean, and scurry.

Once a week I scrub past the surface and try to get each room looking like it’s in some state of order and array.

The night before I had slipped into a bath looking for solace and rest, so my journal and book things were still stacked around the tub rim. Trying to get the bathroom back to a glisten, I was hustling around grabbing towels, swiping counters, and putting all of my reading materials back into their designated spots.

But as I picked up my journal in that quick rush and hurry, some folded papers fell out.

My arms were loaded with all manner of things, so I tucked them into me, bent down all awkward, and picked up the sheets. I knew what they were, but I hadn’t seen them in a while.

It was the children’s book I had scratched out many months ago.

As I saw the sheets slip out and slide onto tiles, the nudge and inkling that filled my mind was this…

“Remember it. I do. There’s more to you.”

And stooped there, all weighed down with mundaneness, in the middle of bowing to all that’s before me right now in this season – tears gathered and pooled, and once again I felt seen and encouraged.

The fire I have inside to write for real still rages. And the ideas for work often times fill my imagination. And it’s not just an escape to try and ease my grind and routine, it feels like a true destiny… way down deep.

And I know, and trust, and truly believe that all I’m putting my hands and heart to right now, will fuel what I end up doing in coming times. The hidden things will hash themselves out somehow. And the faithfulness we show in the secret will feed us in later ventures.

So I put my little novice pack of papers back into my journal, blinked to clear the tear fog, and headed off to dump dirty laundry into the clothes washer again.

And I did the things. And I knelt, stooped, and bowed – knowing that what’s being built in the yielding will vitalize the forthcoming.

But let’s know too, that the current isn’t something we should just withstand until our real wondrous life begins. No! Real, wonderful, wild life is happening now! Don’t miss the chapter you’re in, in pursuit of some other grand story! A narrative is being weaved right now. Live into it. And understand that it’s all good fodder for whatever the future holds.

Lord, give us joy and contentment in the normal and the now. Let us live with honor and commitment in the seasons we currently find ourselves in. And remind us God, sweetly somehow, that you do see us holy and wholly.

Friends, keep the blaze burning for the visions you have of impending endeavors, while still embracing what prevails today. Keep those eyes and ears wide and attuned to the Spirit’s prompting and leading. We need Him for our daily doings, and we need Him to direct us to the eventual.

Joy, assurance, peace, perseverance Lord. You give them, we need them, and we ask for Your outpouring of them all today.

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