Under Construction

It has been quite a while since I have posted anything. Let's just say I have been an Israelite wandering around in the desert doing a whole lot of complaining. With my eyes perpetually focused downward, how on earth could I have possibly seen God at work. Now that I have my focus upward, maybe we can get on with this and I can share my journey in the desert. After all, I have been silent far too long!

In the last two years I have come to realize that I am not self-sufficient. I cannot do it all by myself. I'm not talking strictly the big questions and issues in life. I am talking about all the simple, ordinary, and mundane things of life as well. Where did I get off assuming I knew what was best for me, when scripture teaches me that it is God who has my life worked out and my job is to trust him with it. I know, I know, we all want to plan our own lives and we tend to want it to work out as we have planned it. Then God throws us a curve ball into the mix. He closes doors we had so hard and diligently worked to open. And we all know the saying, "When one door closes, God will always open another." The thing is, when exactly will he open the other? That would be the question of all questions for me! As you can guess, I am still waiting for the next door to open. All the while God has just kept throwing those curve balls into my playing field. I was never very good at ball, especially if I had to catch the thing.


So, you can find me still in the desert, but instead of complaining I am patiently waiting and taking each small oasis as I find it. I plod one foot in front of the other. I trust the voice I know to be God's which sometimes comes from unusual people, places, circumstances, or readings. I know he's not done with me yet. I know the calling he has placed on my life... even if it's not fully being used just yet, nor looking as I had once perceived... he is still at work.


Peace to you in the desert of life,
Diane