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Hannah went to kindergarten. She had a great transition, but for me, I spent several days feeling quite aimless.
My friend's husband died.
My other friend's grandmother died.
Steve Jobs resigned from Apple and so I started to fear some instability in my husband's workplace.
We are still without rain and are continually bombarded by triple-digit heat.
My best friend is trapped in the Bahamas with the after-math of Hurricane Irene. (update: She and her family are back safe and sound -- praise God!!)
I'm done complaining now. I simply tell you these things so that you know the circumstances that surround my most recent revelation:
I've been casting idols.
As I have seen health and security falter and (from my viewpoint) a lack of provision with the rain, I have started to unravel a bit. And through a conversation with my ever-loving, gentle husband, I realize that all of the above events have shaken me so because I had been putting my hope, trust, and faith in something other than God in different areas of my life.
Who do I trust will provide for me ultimately? Apple, Inc... or God?
Who do I trust will always be there for me, no matter what I need? My husband and friends... or God?
Who do I trust to carry out the most perfect, redeeming plans? Me... or God?
I have much clasped tight in these fists of mine. I am desperately holding onto the things that seemingly make my life complete, and so, when confronted with loss or the potential of loss, I bury my head in fear and my grip tightens even more so. My heart starts to sink. I wander aimlessly, without purpose. Or, at other times, I start clinging to tangible things that give me temporary buoyancy in a sea of uncertainty. And when they no longer satisfy, I sink deeper still.
I'm entering in a hard, but needed process of casting down my idols. I am examining all of them up on the shelf and asking God how I get them down so that they never get back up there again. I'm venturing on a another road in my faith journey and am so glad you are with me to share it...
Blessings to you, my friends.
"Be as a bird perched on a frail branch that she feels bending beneath her, still she sings away all the same, knowing she has wings." ~ Victor Hugo