My security system hasn't been working properly for the past couple of nights. Funny thing is, I don't have a security system! Gary, my husband, is my home security system and he's been out of town this week. I don't quite sleep as soundly or as peacefully when he's not home. Guess it has to do with the almost thirty years we've been married, but as soon as he returns from a trip, I find myself physically exhausted.
It's not that I'm afraid. Over the years I've found Psalm 121 to be comforting and assuring that God is ultimately my security, but living in a big house and the kids being grown and gone, I simply hear all the noises and sounds that are commonplace. It is; however, cause to count my blessings. The fact that Gary is alive and well and is returning home today.
After walking with a good friend this morning, I realized that there are many women whose husbands work out of town for long periods of time. They have to shoulder all the responsibility and, as this sweet Christian friend said earlier to me, "my best friend isn't around." How beautifully phrased! Gary is my best friend and I've missed sharing the commonplace, everyday events with him over dinner. Of course, we have talked by phone, but it's the hugs and personal touch that make our marriage successful and bonds us as one.
I'm also excited that my friend is only in this period of her life for a little while. God teaches us life's lessons in a variety of ways and this has been new training ground for her....a period of "stretching" and God has already revealed new experiences and a hunger for old interests.
We are clay in the potter's hand. He continues to mold and shape as we travel on life's journey. I am finding that the journey isn't over and the shaping isn't complete until God calls me to my eternal home. Isn't it exciting that God doesn't care how old we are or what we've already accomplished? There is still much work to be done for the Kingdom of God.....may we learn to rest in the arms of the ultimate security system!
It's not that I'm afraid. Over the years I've found Psalm 121 to be comforting and assuring that God is ultimately my security, but living in a big house and the kids being grown and gone, I simply hear all the noises and sounds that are commonplace. It is; however, cause to count my blessings. The fact that Gary is alive and well and is returning home today.
After walking with a good friend this morning, I realized that there are many women whose husbands work out of town for long periods of time. They have to shoulder all the responsibility and, as this sweet Christian friend said earlier to me, "my best friend isn't around." How beautifully phrased! Gary is my best friend and I've missed sharing the commonplace, everyday events with him over dinner. Of course, we have talked by phone, but it's the hugs and personal touch that make our marriage successful and bonds us as one.
I'm also excited that my friend is only in this period of her life for a little while. God teaches us life's lessons in a variety of ways and this has been new training ground for her....a period of "stretching" and God has already revealed new experiences and a hunger for old interests.
We are clay in the potter's hand. He continues to mold and shape as we travel on life's journey. I am finding that the journey isn't over and the shaping isn't complete until God calls me to my eternal home. Isn't it exciting that God doesn't care how old we are or what we've already accomplished? There is still much work to be done for the Kingdom of God.....may we learn to rest in the arms of the ultimate security system!
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