He’s Not Finished With Me Yet
Do you have moments…days…stretches when you just can’t help but wonder if God is there?…or working?…or well, you know. For me it typically happens when there is something or somethings that just aren’t coming together. There have been so many things like that involved in our last couple of months. As we get to within a week of our move, there are still more loose ends than I am comfortable with. And they are not small things either…not to us anyway. We still have two cats at our house that aren’t going to California. We still have a Suburban for sale that isn’t going to California. We still don’t have a house secured to move into when WE get to California. I’m not even going to mention the scary stuff.
As I’ve wrestled with these things and wondered why they aren’t coming together, I am constantly remembering that this isn’t about whether God is there…or working…or on our side…or well, you know. The Bible tells us that He will not leave us or forsake us. The Bible is full of examples of God always being at work whether we can see it or not (quite often coming through at what seems like the last minute). The question isn’t about how close is He to me and my current situation, but rather, how close am I to Him?
When someone calls and asks if we still have the Suburban, my outlook suddenly gets pretty sweet. When the person never calls back, let’s just say I get a little grumbly. When I think the cats have been adopted, I’m thanking God for taking care of the little things. When I still hear the cats running around the house in the middle of the night, I’m wondering if God just doesn’t care. When it looks like the perfect house becomes available in California, I’m walking around with a spring in my step because I serve a God with “cattle on a thousand hills”. When I’m a week away from leaving the roof that has covered us for the last ten years without another roof to move under, I’m asking God if I am that far off of His path.
As I bounce up and down and side to side with emotion and fear, its a reminder to me that He’s not finished with me yet. When it comes right down to it, I know I’m on His path. I know He is good. I have nothing to fear. Once again, I am being taught that my security is based on His face and His presence…not on His hand. I will seek His face and not His hand, because God’s not finished with me yet.
