Desert Places

I was just reading over a note from a dear friend that talks about the "desert place" she is in. Funny, I was just thinking about my own desert places yesterday.

I remember learning that my identity is not bound up in what I do: for the Church, for my family, at my job. Rather, my identity is bound with who I am in Christ: his daughter, beloved and sanctified. Not because of who I am, but because of who He is.

I remember learning that Worship is not about me, but rather about Him. Worship looks different than I thought it did. Worship is sometimes about playing one more game of Monopoly instead of having some selfish time. Sometimes worship is about sitting in peace and prayer.

I remember learning that God's plan is good, but not always nice. Kinda like God Himself. "Nice" says everything will be, well, nice! "Good" says everything will be good. In that deep, satisfying way that only good can be.

I think desert times are highly overrated. I do think that sometimes we choose the desert because we are human and weak. But sometimes God leads us into those times and places of being completely spent where we have no choice but to lie down flat and wait.

God bless you all,
Susan

Focussing.

It's been a long time since I've been sick. Let's see, I think last Christmas was the last bug. And I'm not REALLY sick right now... just feeling "punk" as my Dad used to say. I've had a long list of colds ever since school went back in... plugged sinuses (the less we talk about that the better) and now the latest is an ear infection that has me wobbling all over the place, trying to find out where we keep the floor.

I am so tired of losing my focus on what is really important, and focussing instead on my sore nose. My tired, watery eyes. My kleenex bill. The things that are getting left out are my kids. Projects at work. Keeping ahead of the laundry. Spending time with God. (Could God still love me when I'm whining and pitiful?)

It's just tiring. I don't like feeling whiny, since that's really not who I am normally.

OK, enough with the pity party. I'm going to use Dristan tonight, get a good night's sleep, and awaken refreshed and ready for the day, tomorrow.

Did I mention I have a sore ankle too?

Facebook

Hmmm... ok, so I said earlier that once I stopped updating this regularly, it was time to shut it down.

Well.... I certainly haven't updated regularly (unless you count once a year as regular) and yet, I'm not so sure that I won't want this blog again in the future. So, instead of shutting down, I will simply tell you that I am spending most of my online time on Facebook these days. Lots of photos.... a pithy comment about my day... you know.

I do reserve the right to get busy on here again - but I'm not going to lock myself into anything.

ttfn,
Susan