Saturday, July 23, 2011

Wondering in the Desert or Already in the Promised Land?


I love my calendar, the way the bold black numbers and pure pallid paper (Alliteration :)) contrast. Add in my vibrant scribbles and the marginal left over space...


Vwala.


Its love at first... task. 


I love knowing what I have planned; when, or what I’m obligated to do and what wriggle room I have to go to Disneyland or Downtown Orange. Looking back I can remember my adventures and It enables me to look forward.

Plus, my calendar has cute sayings:  
“She wanted to grow in beauty and grace so she asked God to show her the seeds she should plant in the soul of her heart”, accompanied with a cartoon of a young women planting a garden, then near July, psalm119: 33-34: “Just tell me what to do and I will do it, Lord, as long as I live I’ll wholeheartedly obey”.

Thinking about that now and what I am about to talk about I have to giggle at God’s coincidences.

Welcome to Danielle’s dictionary.
Search: Coincidence:  A moment where God wants us to roll our eyes and connect the dots, a lighthearted nudge that should be accepted with a laugh and a smile, an extra ‘aha’ moment
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Lately I have found my favorite space on my calendar to be the margin, the time that isn’t filled in until you are actually in the process of the action. Where a fleeting thought, such as lets go to orange, turns into a lesson in driving with maps; or, where something so simple as driving home from a bible study found you knocking on your friends door thirty minutes away.


My favorite being the hours in the morning before an appointment where you can curl up with a cup of coffee and a good read. That’s the rub, the parts that make life exciting and meaningful are not simply what we plan (though they can surely play a part and I am in no was demeaning their importance). It is often the unplanned, the last minute, the surprise, where God reveals himself and sends you joyful greetings.

The concept of scheduling and planning makes me take a step back and wonder. Just as I plan my days, I also plan my months, my years. Essentially, in some vague incoherent concept, I have even planned my life.

This summer we have been teaching my students all of the different ways water has been used in the bible, from creation to Jesus turning water into wine. This past week we talked about the time that the Israelites were traveling through the desert and Moses brought them water up out of the rocks. The comment was made that if God had had His way they would of already been in the promise land, but that it was their actions that caused them all the pain and suffering.


If God had His way, where would I be right now? Am I in the promised land? Because lets face it, all complaints about my life are superficial and fleeting. Or, instead, am I wondering around in the desert, begging for water, passing my time till I can get back to where He wanted me to be?

I know that I plan my days with my Father in mind, but lets face it, how often does God write you a letter or call you up on the phone and give you exact instructions?


*ring**ring*
"Danielle speaking, may I ask who's calling?"
"Hello Darling, this is your heavenly Father, can you be sure to be at such and such place at this time?"


If only it were that easy.


So then I have to wonder, are the days I spend what He has planned for me?


Truthfully,  I wont ever know. But I do know that following my Father, asking His guidance in my discernment for my future, will never steer me wrong.

And, at the end of the day, we will be in Paradise, so all we can do is our best, thank God for His saving Grace, and enjoy each moment we have here. Making the most of it.

Say thank you, speak with kindness, and tell the people you love and are blessed to have in your life that you think about them often and care about them deeply. 


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