I've been struggling to know what direction I should be going in over here so I've abandoned this blog for the most part. Well, today, I feel like I've been given some direction. I belong to the Immersed Challenge group (page) on Facebook. All that it asks is that you post DAILY your reading from Scripture. The challenge is that you immerse yourself daily in His Word. I think along with that I will post my Scripture reading and what I get out of it. So here is today's:
"The LORD had said to Abram, "Leave your country, your people and your father's household and go to the land I will show you. "I will make you into a great nation and I will bless you; I will make your name great, and you will be a blessing. I will bless those who bless you, and whoever curses you I will curse; and all the peoples on earth will be blessed through you."
So Abram left, as the LORD had told him; and Lot went with him. Abram was seventy-five years old when he set out from Haran. He took his wife Sarai, his nephew Lot, and all the possessions they had accumulated and the people they had acquired in Haran, and they set out for the land of Canaan, and they arrived there.
Abram traveled through the land as far as the site of the great tree of Moreh at Schechem. At that time the Canaanites were in the land. The LORD appeared to Abram and said, "To your offspring I will give this land." So he built an altar there to the LORD, who had appeared to him.
From there he went on toward the hills east of Bethel and pitched his tent, with Bethel on the west and Ai on the east. There he built and altar to the LORD and called on the name of the LORD. Then Abram set out and continued toward the Negev. ~Genesis 12:1-9
This applies to me because of a movement disorder I developed at age 26. Just when I was starting to grow up and see thing through my parents eyes and the world was at my fingertips and I knew just the direction I was going and then BAM, detour. Time and time again I've caught myself reflecting on who I believe I am, who I was raised to be... a worker. No half-way, slacking, taking the easy way. You push! push! push! your way through until you meet the finish line. Well that type of thinking (the type of thinking I was raised with) doesn't work so well with my movement disorder. I have to do a little. stop. do a little stop. and if I end up in full blown spasms, I have to stop for a long while and observe the world around me instead of being in the middle of it participating. Working. The kind of mentality I had before (and still struggle with) is one fueled by pride and we all know how the LORD feels about pride. This movement disorder had called me to rely on Him and trust His timing and to trust others around me. I feel at peace most when I am able to remind myself that maybe just maybe God has called me to leave a few things and go to a place He will show me. Sometimes I feel like I know just where we're going and other times it's pure surprise. But one thing is for sure He has always provided for me. And I am ashamed to say I don't always remember that part. But today is filled with new mercies and today I am grateful to know that I am not on a journey alone. It is a special journey and the Lord is with me each step of the way saying,"I am the LORD your God who takes hold of your right hand and says to you, "Do not fear. I will help you." I am blessed!