I've been convicted of late that my blog is a lame excuse of "sharing" our life with others. I mean sure I post cute pictures and funny stories and things that maybe a few people may find mildly interesting, but it is far from a complete picture of my life or of my families. So in an effort to be more transparent I thought I would share with those who care what is really going on in our life. Maybe it will encourage you, maybe you'll just think "what a loser":), but at least I will be sharing something a little more authentic than the still-life menagerie showcased previously.
Right now we are moving again. We have been staying in the Tyson's home while they have been in China on a job assignment. We have had two wonderful years here and are extremely grateful to God and to them for this haven in our tumultuous life. Unfortunately I willingly admit that I've had expectations of God again, (even though I have been patiently taught this lesson many times in the past). I thought that surely two years would give us time enough to get our "act together". I expected that John's job would be better; it's not. I expected to be buying a house of our own again; we're not. I expected to be living somewhere besides my parents; we're not.
It's amazing to me how prideful I am. Everytime someone asks us where we are going to be living I inwardly cringe. "My parents basement" flows from my lips because I must not lie, but oh how I wish that was not the truth! Yes we (all 6 of us) are going to live in my parents basement for??? Who knows how long.
I don't know whether to laugh or cry!
However before this quickly becomes an entire post on me whining I must move on to what the hero of my life is doing. What the Lord is teaching me right now is scary, and completely liberating. This world is not my home. My dreams must be sacrificed on the alter of submission, and the blessing of drawing closer to Him is worth it!
We all take different things to learn these lessons of the Christian walk, but I must admit at times I feel like the dunce of the class. Apparently I need the long, hard, and humiliating road to learn what is really important in this life.
If you think of us, you could pray that we would be humble, that we would trust the Lord with our whole hearts, and that we would not love our desires above the Lords.
I will continue to share what God is working on in us!
This song encouraged me today;
This world is not my home I'm just passing through
my treasures are laid up somewhere beyond the blue
the angels beckon me from Heaven's open door
and I can't feel at home in this world anymore
O Lord you know I have no friend like you
if Heaven's not my home then Lord what will I do?
the angels beckon me from Heaven's open door
and I can't feel at home in this world anymore
They're all expecting me and that's one thing I know
my savior pardoned me and now I onward go
I know He'll take me through though I am weak and poor
and I can't feel at home in this world anymore
O Lord you know I have no friend like you
if Heaven's not my home then Lord what will I do?
the angels beckon me from Heaven's open door
and I can't feel at home in this world anymore
Just up in Glory Land we'll live eternally
the Saints on every hand are shouting victory
their song of sweetest praise drifts back from Heaven's shore
and I can't feel at home in this world anymore
O Lord you know I have no friend like you
if Heaven's not my home then Lord what will I do?
the angels beckon me from Heaven's open door
and I can't feel at home in this world anymore
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